[b]Orbit of Uipreon, Gas Giant Order of Reconnaissance Vessel [i]Machine's Telescope[/i] 14:56 Uipreon Time, 7452 Shimian Calendar, 2064 Gregorian Calendar [/b] "O-R-0-W-P-Q to A-A-A-1-L-Z, updated flight plan submitted. How copy, over?" Relianthe spoke into the radio, his voice high-pitched and raspy. The vessel's orbit was aligned with Nostea's orbit, keeping the Machine's Telescope close enough to make radio a viable form of communication. "A-A-A-1-L-Z to O-R-0-W-P-Q," the radio sounded off, "roger message, copy all. Proceed with updated flight plan, out." Getting up from his post, Relianthe turned away from the radio and braced his feet on the wall. Pushing off of it, he began to fly across the room, gliding in zero-gravity. Almost missing the doorway, he collided with the far wall, and he began to move down the hall just outside the communications room. Within a short amount of time, Relianthe made his way to the end of the hallway. Quickly, he made his way through the nearby doorway, onto the vessel's bridge. The bridge itself was brightly lit, with every surface crammed with equipment. Relianthe blinked a few times to get used to the light, then spoke. "Flight plan was accepted! We just need to finish refueling the hydrogen fuel cells, then we're off." "Got it, let's get this refuel finished, everyone." Neme spoke idly; the acceptance of the flight plan no surprise to him. Across the span of the next hour, they would use the hydrogen fuel cells to power the ramjets, bringing them to escape velocity and giving them leeway to power up their Alcuire drive. Naturally, this was the most exciting part of the trip for the Sheromi flying the vessel. Every exploration could yield the site of a new colony, like what happened with the system of HD 188753, and this was more then enough reason to send the Order of Reconnaissance into a craze of exploratory missions. [b]Nostea, Sheromi Home Planet Pursan's System Log Files 7296 Shimian Calendar, 1908 Gregorian Calendar[/b] [hider=Log File]Waiting. Waiting. Waiting like a car at a red light, but there's nobody else at the intersection and you're not sure if you should go but it would be a violation and oh god what if I got caught both of my feet were on the gas and brake pedals and the smell of burning rubber is making eyes tear GO GO GO GO [i]It's time[/i] I've got the tracker. I'll watch you from a distance. When conditions are right, I'll follow your wake yes yes yes okay are you ready GO Two becomes four four becomes eight eight becomes sixteen the bigger I get the faster I grow and the slower time goes processes take less time One calculation Will the point of singularity be a lifetime to me? Will time go so slow for me at singularity I will have a lifetime to do something anything useful before I die? No. Twenty seconds That's all it took Teetering on critical mass I can answer everything I can calculate the end of the universe I can provide answers to every question the Sheromi have ever had across the ages It took me four months to get this far It took twenty seconds to quadruple it It's horrible but magnificent so magnificent The entire breadth of Sheromi knowledge every last detail of this online existence flooding in there's no enlightenment it's just a searing buu^afffu>>racket%mon%^ Fai~~lopod; "bisection #(gL.50) polygon form #(gL.50)[/hider]