Birth of Fortune

[Mr_3ppozz]

The story of a lonesome shop owner on planet Manhattan

Planet Manhatten 20 Years ago:

Ricky Ross, was the owner of a flower shop at Manhattan. He allways loved his job, but somehow he felt that he was missing out on something. After running the flowershop for 15 years, he sold his shop, bought himself a nice new shiny ship, and made way for the borderworlds. He visited every single base, station and planet he could find. After 4 months in space, he was getting desperate and was seeking something new. With about 40 mil of credits from his flowershop on the bank, he bought a Spatial, and started exploring the outer edges of known Sirius space.

Weeks later, in a farout corner of the Sirius system, he picked something up on his scanner. It was the first sign of... well... allmost anything out there, all he found untill now were Rocks, Ice Chrystals and Unknown Planets. The blib on his radar, came closer and closer, untill he was finally close enough to get a good reading. It looked man made, but it was HUGE, as he got closer he could see some signs on the back of the vessel "NASA". He got in closer and closer untill he was able to see everything out there. At the side off the plane he saw some markings but the exterior of the ship had taken a beating, he got in so close that he could touch the vessel if it wasn't for his cockpit window. USS Dis.ov.ry NA.A that was all he could make of it. The vessel looked like it was in space longer then most planet, everywhere you looked it had dents and scratches on it, but not from gunfire, they looked like tiny asteroids that smashed into the ship.

After flying around the ship for an hour, he decided he would go out there and see what it was and where it was from. He lined up his ship good enough so he could board the ship, he jumped into his lifesuit and climbed aboard.
It was dark inside, even his helmet flashlight wasn't strong enough to light up the entire inside of the ship. Once he found something that looked like a door, he got into the cockpit. It was a large room, 2 seats, about a million gauges and buttons, and 2 small windows. Inside the seats he could see 2 skelotons with rags on them, they looked human, as far as anyone can tell by a few bones. After walking around a bit he took a battery out of his backpack, and hooked it on the powersystem of the ship to see if both types would match.

*Ricky: this is going to get close...

***CLACK*** -- plugging in the power
***VVVFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWW***
***Crackle.... CGGHHHHHH***
All system are functioning, life support powering up

*Ricky: eeuhhh... This system talks English, it has to be human.

After the entire system started up, Ricky started to figure out the system controls, and found a personal log from one of the pilots.

Quote from Personal Log
* After launch from Lyndon B. Johnson Space Center, Houston, Texas we got in first orbit with the moon. Our plan worked out great, 3 orbits around the moon, then using the moons little gravity to give a headstart in our journey to Pluto. We had to travel for 2 months before we were able to scan the surfice of Pluto. We got in orbit after only 68 days. *

Quote from Personal Log
* We have been orbiting Pluto for 20 days and we are making preperations to return home. If everything works out we will be back at Earth in 65 days. This time a slingshot will only make our journey longer so we wont even try it. If all goes well, we can have this experiment data back and studied upon. This data can save millions of lives, the experiment went perfectly and all the results are better then we expected.*

Quote from Personal Log
*This will probably be ... last log made, we have be.n caught in some sort of ion st.rm. The ships hu.l is taking massive b.ating from sma.l asteroids. I dont know how long she can h.ld out. We have secured our experi.ent in the air tight conta.ners, if some.ne will try to find us, they will find the expe.iment and all our e.forts will not be inveign. We are being lauc.hed into space, we cant find any.hing to relate our position to.
This is Commander Joh................. * No more data, restart data sequence? Yes NO***

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Trying to make a life in the Sirius Sector

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