"Ugh… where am I? Who am I?" A figure wakes up, he sees himself in a field of debris. A spaceship laid by him, missing a few parts, but it can be fixed. He searches himself, he was wearing a life support suit, in his holsters, were tools, a laser mining tool. "How do I know all of this? How do I even know how to use this?" He rubbed his head, turning his hand to observe the utility tool. He knew what every button did and how he could improve it. He gazed upon his surroundings, the pink sky with plant life sprawling across the ground. There were rocks, containing precious minerals that could help him in this situation. He assessed himself," Forgotten my name. Spaceship crash landed, but the parts must be lying around here. First priority, the parts and my identity. More importantly, my identity. He got up, and stumbled back onto the ground. He felt the world was spinning around him. "Crash trauma." He thought, and he picked himself up again, standing on his own two feet. He staggered after the spaceship, he got into it, and assessed its condition. He gazed upon the screens that showed the ships' condition, as he predicted, it was missing a few parts which were scattered around the ground. Luckily, every item had something similar to a GPS system, but technologically superior, the radar was built in the centre of the universe, where it could receive and send signals. He searched the compartments, and he found an identification card. It reads," Finn Mertens, home planet, Earth, Date of Birth: Data corrupted." "Bullshit! What's the point of electronic identification cards when the data gets corrupted? I don't really need my date of birth, anyway, I need to head for Earth." Finn thought, shoving the identification card into his pocket. He looked up, and admired the beautiful purple sky. He gripped his utility mining tool, and he head out to brave the elements, to find the parts from his ship and gather resources so he can get off the lush rock planet he was on. He searched around the ship, finding anything that he could scavenge that would not affect him doing takeoff. He found a jetpack, useful in the large and sprawling environments throughout the universe. He leaped off the ship and mid-falling, took off into the skies, where he would have a bird-eye's view of everything.
He sees a smoke chimney rising from a distance away, he flew there, occasionally peering at the screens, the oxygen reading, the battery life and the jetpack's energy left. He gazed upon the ground, the animals roaming about, and monkey looking creatures with four tails, each tail grabbing a branch and swinging from it while using their own arms. The monkeys cooperated with one another, hunting after an animal. It had antlers, and had a deer like body. It had two legs though, but it could support itself. The monkeys had crafted their own weapons, wooden spears, they tossed them, sticking some spears into the fleeing animal. One of the monkeys sped forward and leaped from the tree, tackling the animal. It fell with a cry of pain, the monkeys caught up and ended its pain and suffering, stabbing the spear into its head. They feasted on it, using wooden knives that some of their companions brought to cut the animal into bite size portions. They carried the portions and some monkeys were delegated the task to bring the food back to base. Finn observed the scene with curiosity, thinking about the wonders of evolution.
He reached the place where the smoke cloud was, it was in a desert after the forest he flew over. He touched down without worry, knowing that there was nothing that could have hurt him. He had his mining laser, and it hurts to be hit by one. He knows that, but could not remember how he knew that. He touched down, and felt some vibrations when he touched down. Finn was not worried, he thought that the impact of his fall onto the ground caused the vibration and observed which part of the ship it was. He realised that the part, or parts, were the thrusters. He immediately changed the setting of his mining tool. He fired and the beam warped around the parts. Finn raised the tool, and the parts lifted as light as a feather. Finn was about to do a victory celebration when what caused the vibrations appeared. Sand worms sprouted out of the ground, and began travelling about. They moved around, blindly, but huge, they could swallow Finn and the parts without opening their mouths. These worms always keep their mouth open, they can eat everything. Everything was an overstatement, they could not eat a missile fired from a ship, but who is the one telling the story?
Anyway, Finn was surrounded by the Sand Worms, they were slithering around him, surrounding Finn. Finn smirked, rising up the challenge. He noticed that he needed to wait a little while before the jetpack charges and he can take off. He ran and leaped onto the body of one of the Sand Worm, when he landed, it felt squishy, boneless. "Invertebrates." Finn casually thought, and sees the Sand Worm making a turn and is heading straight for him. He ran backwards, heading for the end of the Sand Worm. "Come on, recharge, recharge!" Finn hoped, running, quickly running out of energy. Even though technology has advanced till now, humans have drawn the line at replacing their body parts with robotic parts. How does one have sex? Hence, Finn begins to tire, he looked behind, and sees the Sand Worm literally blindly consuming one self. It swallowed itself, just to try to reach Finn, which is stupid and disgusting at the same time. He looked forward, and realised he was coming to an end, he checks the screen, "Five more seconds to go!" Finn thought, running. "Five." Finn thought, realising that the Sand Worm was not slowing down even consuming itself, it was moving quickly, feeling its stomach filled. "Four." Finn thought as the Sand Worm was opening its mouth, sensing that its prey would be bigger than what it had originally thought, since Finn stood on its body. "Three." Finn ran out of room to run, he leaped as the Sand Worm swallowed the last of itself, but the momentum built up caused it to still travel, heading right for the leaping Finn. "Two." Finn felt himself in the air, he glanced at his back and sees the Sand Worm still not stopping. "One." Finn looks down and sees his feet, reaching the ground and the Sand Worm has been merely just centimetres from gobbling him. He activated his jetpack at the moment, rising to the pink sky.
"Hah! I lived! And it feels great!" Finn shouted in exclamation, the adrenaline rushing in blood, now leaving, making him feel fatigue. "No, I can't be tired yet. There's more to do! Darn adrenaline!" Finn thought, as he soared. He sees the parts he left behind, they were still not eaten, Finn breathed a sigh of relief and whipped out his utility tool, changing the setting to molecular. He fired it and the parts were molecularly disassembled, allowing it to be stored in the tool. He holsters the tool back to his suit, and begins the long trip back to the spaceship.
On the way, he notices a large ore of uranium sticking out. He whips out his tool and fired, molecularly disassembling everything he took, to be later reassembled for usage. "Uranium is valuable. Every sentient species with nuclear fission would want to purchase it for very high prices since extracting uranium is dangerous and costly. Luckily, my tool here disassembles the uranium so that it's not a threat." Finn thought reassuringly, harvesting the uranium. He notices a drone flying about, he flew close to it. "Hello, take me to your master!" Finn demanded, laughing immediately. "Hmm… it seems that there are sentient species with the technological capability to help me. This is reassuring, to say the least." Finn thought, leaving the drone on its merry way after studying it further, realising that there was no speaker that the drone user could use to communicate with him, he left, leaving the owners to their shocked amazement.
Finn touches down, reaching base camp. "I don't why, I just feel like calling this place base camp. The word also sounds professional, base camp, base camp…" Finn thought, heading for his ship, he enters it, and lets the suit that lets him to survive in the strange atmosphere. He got to work, filling it with oxygen again, with the oxygen generator that is contained in every ship. He checks the ship's condition, "More parts will have to be scavenged, but not much. Might as well, take a break while I can." Finn thought, resting, before his stomach growled with hunger. He finally realises how long he never had a meal. "How long was I out?" Finn thought, instinctively pressing some buttons in the ship and an instant meal popped out. "Spaghetti. Eat them while they're hot." Finn thought, tucking in, watching the real time cinema show around him. Animals fighting with one another for food, reacting to the strange growling metal beast, with thin but strong and sturdy metal legs. Its growling engine scares most creatures off, but some creatures really wanted to evaluate the danger factor of the craft venturing too near to it. Finn observes, the animal climbed up the legs, getting to the windscreen which Finn was observing from. The animal looks at him and his spaghetti, the animal stared at him, giving Finn a chance to study it more. Outer body covering is red hair and it has two ears, looking like one of those squirrels. "What is a squirrel?" Finn thought as he thought it out. He notices something different from the typical squirrel he thought out, that squirrel had three eyes. It all stared at him, creeping Finn out, who was casually enjoying his meal. "I give up." Finn thought, as the squirrel stared at him. He finished most of his meal, leaving some scraps for the observing animal. He got out of his craft, the squirrel flung into the sky, but Finn observed it. It had wings, it glided down back to the ground safely. He threw the scraps he had at it through his utility tool, which assembled its molecules, before firing out, landing right in front of the squirrel, which dug in immediately.
"Now, back to the tasks. The ship has lost its laser or plasma cannons as well as its arsenal of missiles. It must be here somewhere." Finn thought, taking off into the air, to retrieve the two parts he was finally looking so he can get off this rock. "Without missiles or cannons, how can I defend myself? There are pirates here, possibly with technologically superior weapons. It's all about scaring the opponent away before they even dare to engage with you." Finn thought, remembering it from somewhere, but he shook his head, focusing on the task that lay in front of him.