go fourth Issac

Go fourth Issac

This is my entry to the Inspired By Images Of Eve Competition 2

Day 18

The sleek hull of my taranis looks beautiful as I flow past planets and stars. My warp drive “breaks” long since broken now destined to continue warping until I can fix it or just kill myself. I never thought this could happen my cap never running out every time my ship slows down the cap picks up and I am on a new warp. No one location locked into the system just a straight line until... I don’t know the end of the universe I guess. I have been in this ship for what seems like months. I keep going back to the thought of suicide. My window now getting foggy my oxygen converters now barley working the time of my death is closing in like the eventual firing of an Aurora Ominae dooms day device from an Erebus.  The way I see I have three choices either wait to die, hope to live or be saved or choose when to die by my own hand. I suppose if I do kill myself I can either slit my throat or scuttle my taranis. There is really nothing left for me to do. Transmissions from warp streams never get out and even if the transmission did it would fall on to deaf ears and they could not help any way.

Day 48

After many days of talking to myself and my new alternate personality victor I have decided to take my own life. But at this point it does not matter my oxygen converters are not working the countdown timer on the Aurora Ominae is close to zero. I have nothing to live for I have never done anything interesting or worthwhile. In my life all the corporations I have joined in a vain attempt to gain some sort of control have kicked me out. My once large wallet is no empty. And this taranis is now my most powerful ship. (as I say this victor laughs and says “that’s pathetic just go grab a vetalator”) now there is nothing left for me and victor aggress if any capsuleer finds this and is saying well you have a clone I do not. My mission was a courier mission from MVUO-F to HD3-JK. To deliver some majorly important item to the academy of aggressive behavior. And so I could not kill myself and be untraceable and steal this “item” so they removed all my clones from all my stations. If any one does find this two day journal please deliver this package to HD3-JK 1- academy of aggressive behavior and collect the reward. My name is Isaac Iber and my final words are God bye.