I'm utterly bored, so I've decided to write a bunch of fake terminal messages that are in the form of a ship's log of a space station that's is out in the middle of no-where...to amuse myself and hopefully others. If you want to add a terminal message, go ahead...If you want me to stop, I will. Too keep it down to one message, I'll put the first few in the same post.
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stardate: 12.25.65
location: space station othello
message: I don't think that dates right, it keeps resetting itself whenever I turn on this terminal; maybe its the batteries, I'll have my aid look into it.
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stardate: 12.25.65
location: space station othello
message: Oh, right I was going to write something else here, but that damn date keeps pissing me off.
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stardate: 12.25.65
location: space station othello
message: I swear, I have no idea why we're out here. All I see is space, space, space, space, and more space. The next time I get an order to map out this sector again, I'm going to write in big bold letters: "There is f**king space here" on the map and see what they do.
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stardate: 12.25.65
location: space station amy
message: I have decided to rename this station "Amy". I like the name Amy and I've been out here long enough, that I should be able to rename the damn station anything I want.
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stardate: 12.25.65
location: space station amy
message: After much deliberation with myself and the walls (They provide good insight...) I decided that a space suite made of lard and honey would be better than the suits we have now. I was able to aquire some supplies from the storage facilities and I've slathered myself with my mediums. This is my last report before I go to the airlock to test my design.
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