💾 Archived View for cosmic.voyage › Hoffnung › 019.txt captured on 2023-06-14 at 13:52:45.
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-+-+-+- Stefan Habicher -+-+-+- C98.701 -+-+-+- Red -+-+-+- What a fucking nightmare! "Go to the colonies," they said. "All the space you want, all the fresh air you want, all the freedom you want," they said. I wake up in the fucking dark. The air smells like I didn't wash for a hundred years and that's probably correct. Plus the waste and the ozone and small shit removal leaks and no fucking bots to clean up the mess. And the Medical Backup Operator with the 'Beth' personality profile loaded. "Don't worry, it'll be all right." She keeps saying that but it's not all right. It's fucking terrible. I have an environmental suit. The small safe room is not even filled with breathable atmosphere! It's just enough warm gas that I can transfer into the cryo berth which of course won't put me back to sleep since now I'm fuck face "mission critical" Stef. If I'm not going to murder this ship on route I'll probably get murdered when we land. If we ever land. My job: Go into the warzone. Fix hatches. Remove debris. Lay cables. Bridge the optic fibre lines. Seal leaks. It's so much work to even make places accessible to the bots again. What did these fuckers think, using projectile weapons in fucking space. We're in this tiny fucking tin can, surrounded by centuries of cold death and they have nothing better to do than puncture the hull and launch rocket propelled grenades at each other? We're lucky they all killed themselves. Fuckers deserved it. I'm not for the death penalty but I support Darwin. You get my drift. Humans pick up a weapon and it's never going to end well. And my job is to bring the ship up to a level where we can get Repair up. It's Autonomous System Recovery and I, for the moment. We're together in this. Reactor and Shields is up. And the Medical Backup Operator who is prepared to handle trauma. Imagine if it had Greg loaded instead of Beth. It'd be like a report from the warzone. But Beth makes it sound like excursions from the safe room into the post-apocalypse and community building. Well, it's me, and them, I guess it's us, and 322 revivable cryo berths. I'm told that Beth tried to wake Evelyn Stierli and discovered some weaknesses in the wake-up protocol. Shit. I think there's a video somewhere but I don't have access to those files. Anyway, I'm just going to press send on this fucker. QEC peeps, enjoy this message from the brink of desaster. Remember no to shoot in space. Or anywhere, for that matter. Also no rockets on the inside of a space ship. But I hope you already know that. I'm just angry, that's all. For fuck's sake. I'm going to log off and tomorrow we'll see about an access to Kitchen Services. Fuck. -+-+-+- End of Transmission -+-+-+- Signed SYS-MED -+-+-+-