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[May. 13th, 2004|06:04 pm] |
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A short tutorial in genocidal suicide
The planet Mekklon, home of the mekklars. At least it was. You see mekklars are great miners, they dug mines so big that something just had to go wrong. One of their greatest mines, the Senk’ral, was a big (and when I Say big, I mean big) hole in the ground, approximately 70 kilometers of diameter and it went deep, almost down to the very core of the planet. Apparently it was a bit too large, for one beautiful, sunny day a giant meteorite showed up from somewhere behind the third moon, of course it was detected when it was much too late to change anything, and guess where it landed. Directly in the Senk’ral, thus ripping to the core of Mekklon, and so the previous paradise was torn to pieces.
The in habitants all got into safer bunkers or spacecraft, and desperately grasped for what they thought was their rescue. The new living conditions called up accelerated evolution. And so no more mekklars as such existed. Although all the factions (there seven, I think) said to be the only mekklars left, and that all others are mutants, there was only one real mekklar. By some weird chance someone had even contacted him.
Initiating revival… 5… 4… increasing body temperature… 3… 2… decompressing… 1… revival complete.
Graken opened his eyes, still hoping to find himself on Mekklon, at home. He hoped that the flight would have been only a dream. So he woke, only to realize the bitter truth. How the hell they did they get him to do this was still a mystery. He called up the monitor and stared at it surprised, it was still a month or so until he would reach his destination and wake up. There must be an emergency, if they waste cash on such expensive messages.
After transforming his stasis cell in a nice sofa, Graken ordered – Messages, on screen! – And the message appeared. It was quite short, very untypical for those government bureaucrats. Graken read:
Craick Graken!
Abort mission, return immediately. Home world is destroyed.
Previous orders cancelled. I repeat: return immediately.
Gen. Patton
Highly discouraged, Graken set the course for home, or rather what’s left of it. The trip would take 8 years, so with no better option he went back to sleep. During those eight years some things happened.
The political relations between the factions were so intense, that it took only for an steroid to fly from the wrong direction, pass by a part of Mekklon, belonging to one of the new nations, for war to break out. Time passed, weapons evolved, society devolved and wars went on.
Until one night a small spacecraft emerged from hyperspace. Craick saw his, to this day known, universe shattered and under rug swept. He tried to unify the tribes, maybe make a cease-fire, or at least join a faction himself, but to no avail. No one could accept him; they envied his pureness. Compared to them, Graken was perfect. Because of this twist of destiny, he was home, but exiled. Despite all that life threw at him, he lived with confidence, that one day there will be peace in this corner of the galaxy.
# 37.05.4058. pilot logged on at A:C7
> enable course change
# Course change enabled
> target sun
# Bad command
> select target: sun
# Cannot select target – target beyond safety limit
> disable system: automatic navigator
# System disabled
> enable manual control
# Cannot comply, a device attached to the system is not functioning.
> full system check
# Checking life support…functioning
# Checking fuel pumps…functioning
# Checking main engine…functioning, inactive
# Checking maneuver engines…functioning, inactive
# Checking stabilizer field…functioning
# Checking navigation computer…disabled
# Checking manual control system…not functioning
# Checking engine locks…functioning, active
> deactivate engine locks
# Engine locks deactivated
> enable manual control
# Enabled
> vertical 50, horizontal 72.4
# Maneuvering………maneuver complete
> engage full thrust
# Accelerating to safety margin
> initialize safety override: ThrustCapacity.SafetyLimit
# enter authorization code 1
> xbs5e0^@jv1%
# enter main password
> ********
# enter authorization code 2
> suicide
# enter override password
> *****
# Safety override initialized. Value of ThrustCapacity.SafetyLimit=infinite
>
> increase acceleration
# Warning: no thrust limits. Continue?
> y
# Acceleration increasing
>log off
# 37.05.4058. pilot logged off at A:DB
# 37.05.4058. pilot logged on at A:DE
> create message
# msg1.msg created
> edit msg1.msg : There will be peace, no matter the cost!
# stored
> broadcast msg1.msg
# Select frequency range
> all
# Message broadcasted
> log off
# 37.05.4058. pilot logged off at A:E0
On the thirty-seventh day of the fifth month of the year 4058, all offspring of the long gone mekklar race heard a message. Some laughed at it as a joke, some panicked, some started to shed tears, but only one stood in utter peace. At A:E3 (mekklar time system rocks) on the same day a small overdriven spacecraft crashed in the surface of the sun, causing a chain reaction and making the star go supernova. The blast wave wiped out all life in the sector of the galaxy… |
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