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'''"ALERT! HULL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED! PRESSURE LEAK DETECTED! COMPLETE STRUCTURAL FAILURE IMMINENT! OXYGEN LEVELS ARE CR-""''' | '''"ALERT! HULL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED! PRESSURE LEAK DETECTED! COMPLETE STRUCTURAL FAILURE IMMINENT! OXYGEN LEVELS ARE CR-""''' | ||
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Your hand slams down on the snooze button. Glancing at your alarm, you note that you're running late, then roll over and go back to sleep. | Your hand slams down on the snooze button. Glancing at your alarm, you note that you're running late, then roll over and go back to sleep. | ||
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You're a fighter pilot aboard the ''Von Redding'', a retrofitted battlecruiser, now consigned to carry valuable cargo between distant star systems. The ship runs a skeleton crew, about fifty souls, though its cavernous interior could easily house five hundred. Over the course of a journey, the ''Von Redding'' takes on a personality; a silent giant, watching the ants that scurry around its corridors. There are decks on the ship that nobody has seen in decades; some of the crew decks have been sealed off, and the engineering section is staffed by robots. Some crew members, well into their cups, whisper that the ship is haunted. | You're a fighter pilot aboard the ''Von Redding'', a retrofitted battlecruiser, now consigned to carry valuable cargo between distant star systems. The ship runs a skeleton crew, about fifty souls, though its cavernous interior could easily house five hundred. Over the course of a journey, the ''Von Redding'' takes on a personality; a silent giant, watching the ants that scurry around its corridors. There are decks on the ship that nobody has seen in decades; some of the crew decks have been sealed off, and the engineering section is staffed by robots. Some crew members, well into their cups, whisper that the ship is haunted. | ||
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Two alarms later, you shuffle out of bed. You have a quick shower, then dress in your flight suit, making your way to the mess hall. | Two alarms later, you shuffle out of bed. You have a quick shower, then dress in your flight suit, making your way to the mess hall. | ||
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[[Have some breakfast.]] | [[Have some breakfast.]] | ||
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Current revision as of 00:08, 17 December 2009
"ALERT! HULL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED! PRESSURE LEAK DETECTED! COMPLETE STRUCTURAL FAILURE IMMINENT! OXYGEN LEVELS ARE CR-""
Your hand slams down on the snooze button. Glancing at your alarm, you note that you're running late, then roll over and go back to sleep.
You're a fighter pilot aboard the Von Redding, a retrofitted battlecruiser, now consigned to carry valuable cargo between distant star systems. The ship runs a skeleton crew, about fifty souls, though its cavernous interior could easily house five hundred. Over the course of a journey, the Von Redding takes on a personality; a silent giant, watching the ants that scurry around its corridors. There are decks on the ship that nobody has seen in decades; some of the crew decks have been sealed off, and the engineering section is staffed by robots. Some crew members, well into their cups, whisper that the ship is haunted.
Two alarms later, you shuffle out of bed. You have a quick shower, then dress in your flight suit, making your way to the mess hall.
Have some breakfast.
