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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
First thing I should do, make a signal.
The crew will come get me if they can.
Head is full of sand and it's hard to think.
But they won't stop looking for me.
I'M HERE I'M HERE I'M HERE
I'd fight for them. I'd die for them, any
of them. I would never abandon the crew.
They won't abandon me. They will come.
They will come for me.
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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
FIELD EXPEDIENT DIRECTION FINDING
"Find a straight stick about a meter long and stand it upright on fairly level upright ground. Mark the tip of the shadow cast by the stick: wait 15 minutes: mark the shadow again. Draw a line from the first mark through the second and some way beyond. Stand with your left foot on the first mark and your right on the end of the line. In the northern hemisphere, you will now be facing north, and can recall the other directions by their relationship to north. In the south, contrariwise."
Hm.
No stick.
No sun.
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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Phasmids.
I have to signal, I can't stay stranded here. But if I somehow am operating behind enemy lines, I don't want to draw attention to myself, either.
Therefore, I shall be a phasmid. Phasmidia Elegans, they call me-scourge of the sandbox.
God I hate it here.
Phasmids.
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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
length: 120 meters
crew: 40
cover: pleasure yacht
ha
ir co
lor: b
r o
wn
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net:
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
grope:
!probe master sector
fail
surg:
!invntry primary sector proc
proc invntry 343
working 0
dmg 38
dmg unk 2
broken 102
abs 201
!invntry primary sector mem
mem invntry 678223072849
clear 0.0007
dmg 0.0014
frgm 1.41
abs 98.5879
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net:
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
!attach
act | drop
grope:
!probe master-sector
fail
!probe master-sector cmd proc
empty
!analyze magnetic
& si !extend
!spdr extend
si > magnetic
!probe master-sector cmd proc
master-sector
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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Of course the crew won't come for me if they're all dead. If they're all dead and I alone am left to tell the tale.
I'm crying, and my tears are made of sand.
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MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
Those are pearls that were her eyes:
Nothing of her that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange
Eight legs (I feel them walking on me) and how many voices-three? Five? Eight?-I am become a most delicate monster indeed.
What a brave new world-sand and darkness, sand and loneliness, sand and emptiness, sand and the spider-what a brave new world, that hath such monsters in it.
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Did I saw the 343 number? Is this the outcry of a human A.I. who gets infected with Flood/ GS 343? Heh, we've seen more A.I.'s merging into strange new hybrid-entities.
