Forums » Role Playing
hello void
I sat at the controls. I drank my 5th cup of coffee. The specialized interface to the engines had me scratching my head all morning. But if I could pull it off, the understanding of the thing, I would be able to do some amazing stuff.
I had managed to teleport myself, no small feat. However it made me a little seasick. I was wondering about other things. Like programming speed, direction, and so forth into the thing.
The engines were tricky. Like most advancements in technology, from the knife to the internal combustion engine to the electronic circuit, 90% of the work involved was to make sure the thing didn't go crazy; slip, overheat, explode, blow up, burn, and otherwise mutilate the human bodies that had created it.
The graviton limiters were there to keep the ship 'stable'. They limited the top speed but they also made sure nobody left their intestines 3 feet to the left on accident if the load shifted or a roid hit.
I began experimenting, however, with loosening these restrictions. Teleport was the first step. Next was Trajectory, which apparently did nothing. Then came something called 'quaternion'. I had remembered it from my youth playing video games on an ancient machine at the archaeological museum on station. I didn't exactly remember what the numbers meant, but I decided to plug in some reasonable values.
First I cloned my ships current quaternion. Now, I touched up the x y and z a little bit. Not too much of course. A final check to printout my results and make sure I'd set things right. And with a few keystrokes I was off.
There was blackness, and a streak of red across my visor. I couldn't tell what was going on. I goosed the engines a little bit. Just a tad to see what was happening, slight left thrust.
The engines started making this awful, horrific sound. I looked in horror as my velocity meter swung wildly between -200, 1000, 3000, -4000, and back again. The noise was awful, like a lion eating a cat or something. Suddenly my machine went unresponsive. I couldn't get anything back, no feedback. I whirled away into space, and everything went black.
--
I woke up a few hours later. The ship seemed OK. But where the hell was I? The sector readout said Sedina D14, sure enough where I had started. But as I swung around, I saw no asteroids. No station. Nothing on radar.
The controls were shot, all my commands had been erased and wiped out. I tried to remember how to get back in. After a few minutes I managed to dump my position.
I gaped. 10 million meters? Ten Million? Holy crap. How in the hell was I ever gonna get back home?
------
I went to get more tea. And i thought and thought.
Ah yes. Teleport! Of course. All I needed was a zero vector. After a few minutes I had moved myself back to 0,0,0. Thank god the designers had put the origin near a station.
As I thought about my situation, it occured to me that I could very easily have been blasted into smithereens! That would have wasted a whole 10,000 credits worth of fancy ship, including a nice fancy Fast Charge Battery. Of course I wouldn't die but thats beside the point.
I wondered if I should continue down this reckless course to oblivion.
OF COURSE I should!
That was hella fun!
Just as long as I do it in the testing grounds, and not out on the street.
I had managed to teleport myself, no small feat. However it made me a little seasick. I was wondering about other things. Like programming speed, direction, and so forth into the thing.
The engines were tricky. Like most advancements in technology, from the knife to the internal combustion engine to the electronic circuit, 90% of the work involved was to make sure the thing didn't go crazy; slip, overheat, explode, blow up, burn, and otherwise mutilate the human bodies that had created it.
The graviton limiters were there to keep the ship 'stable'. They limited the top speed but they also made sure nobody left their intestines 3 feet to the left on accident if the load shifted or a roid hit.
I began experimenting, however, with loosening these restrictions. Teleport was the first step. Next was Trajectory, which apparently did nothing. Then came something called 'quaternion'. I had remembered it from my youth playing video games on an ancient machine at the archaeological museum on station. I didn't exactly remember what the numbers meant, but I decided to plug in some reasonable values.
First I cloned my ships current quaternion. Now, I touched up the x y and z a little bit. Not too much of course. A final check to printout my results and make sure I'd set things right. And with a few keystrokes I was off.
There was blackness, and a streak of red across my visor. I couldn't tell what was going on. I goosed the engines a little bit. Just a tad to see what was happening, slight left thrust.
The engines started making this awful, horrific sound. I looked in horror as my velocity meter swung wildly between -200, 1000, 3000, -4000, and back again. The noise was awful, like a lion eating a cat or something. Suddenly my machine went unresponsive. I couldn't get anything back, no feedback. I whirled away into space, and everything went black.
--
I woke up a few hours later. The ship seemed OK. But where the hell was I? The sector readout said Sedina D14, sure enough where I had started. But as I swung around, I saw no asteroids. No station. Nothing on radar.
The controls were shot, all my commands had been erased and wiped out. I tried to remember how to get back in. After a few minutes I managed to dump my position.
I gaped. 10 million meters? Ten Million? Holy crap. How in the hell was I ever gonna get back home?
------
I went to get more tea. And i thought and thought.
Ah yes. Teleport! Of course. All I needed was a zero vector. After a few minutes I had moved myself back to 0,0,0. Thank god the designers had put the origin near a station.
As I thought about my situation, it occured to me that I could very easily have been blasted into smithereens! That would have wasted a whole 10,000 credits worth of fancy ship, including a nice fancy Fast Charge Battery. Of course I wouldn't die but thats beside the point.
I wondered if I should continue down this reckless course to oblivion.
OF COURSE I should!
That was hella fun!
Just as long as I do it in the testing grounds, and not out on the street.
Hello Ananzi.
nice
lol ananzi, you can't even write a story without trolling! Nice story though, but that's beside the point. :D
-Calder
-Calder
Stories with built-in trolling are the best by far!
Yeah, better than smug-trolls.
Wait a minute.....
Wait a minute.....
Thats all nice and all, but ananzi is still well behind the Union Corps of Engineers* on the teleportation research. I stongly suggest you get clearance to their official files so that you can get some cliff notes at least.
*The UCE is a UIT funded organization contracted primarily for the construction of capital ships and research of weapons and propultion. They are known to literally split wires to make ends meet.
*The UCE is a UIT funded organization contracted primarily for the construction of capital ships and research of weapons and propultion. They are known to literally split wires to make ends meet.