A/N: Ok, lots of constructive criticism in those last reviews. Hopefully
I'll do better now. Keep it coming, I can take it. Just don't flame me!
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Jen rubbed her eyes. It felt like she had been asleep, but she had just as much energy as when she stepped in. It took her a few moments to realize where she was, and who was next to her.
"It is now safe for you to emerge from stasis"
Jen realized that she was crushing Rimmer's face into the wall.
"What in the smegging hell?" He mumbled. His mumble was lightly distorted because his lips were in an odd position. Rimmer, without really realizing who it was, pushed her off him. Jen stood up and walked out of the stasis booth. The only sound to be heard was the engine. Other then those, it was very disturbingly quiet.
"Guess he was right." Jen thought aloud.
Rimmer got up. He noticed who was right in front of him. "What in the smegging hell was that all about? Why did you push me into stasis?" Asked Rimmer. If it had been anyone else he may have exploded with rage, but since it was Jen, he only exploded with semi-rage.
Soon Lister joined them and Holly came on the screen.
"Where is everybody, Hol?" asked Lister.
"They're dead, Dave." Holly explained.
This came as a shock to Rimmer and Lister, but Jen had been expecting it.
"Who is?" asked Rimmer. His tone of voice told everyone that he obviously wasn't having a good day, well, at least he wasn't before he was shoved into stasis for 3,000,000 years.
"Everybody is" Holly tried to explain, of course Lister wasn't able to grasp the concept. Jen sighed, and looked up at Rimmer. She wondered if he would rather be dead then here. By the sound of what the hologram said, it wasn't exactly a party the way things were then.
"That doesn't explain why you shoved me into stasis." Said Rimmer. His left leg began to jiggle.
"Would you rather have died?" Jen asked. Rolling her eyes slightly.
Rimmer thought for a moment. "What does that have anything to do with that?" He asked.
"You would have dies if I didn't do that, now if you'll excuse me, I am going to my quarters." Jen walked off. She needed time alone, and here she sure as hell would get a lot of it. It was so strange not seeing people around. Red Dwarf was usually so busy, and now it was so empty and quiet. It just didn't feel right. Jen opened the door to her quarters and laid on her bunk. She wondered if her diary was still in tact. Why wouldn't it be? "Holly!"
Holly appeared. "What is it, then?"
"How long were we in stasis?" she asked.
"Three million years." He said casually.
That surprised Jen. "Three million? Why that many!?" Jen had expected more like 300 or 500, maybe 1000, but she was totally not expecting 3 million!
"Well, there was a radiation leek-"
"Yes, I know that! But why so LONG?"
"I had to wait until the level of radiation went down before I let you out of you would have died."
"Oh. Thanks Hol." Said Jen sadly. Holly left the screen. Jen pulled out her diary. It seemed fine.
***Entry in the diary of Jen Moore***
My god, I am 3 million years in the future. My God! I didn't expect it to be that long! Arnold wasn't exactly happy with me when I shoved him into stasis and crushed his face into the wall. This just doesn't feel right. Feels like I shouldn't be here at all. I'm not exactly sure why I am. The hologramatic Arnold asked me to save him. Why me? Wasn't there someone else Arnold would rather want saving him? I just need to relax and accept this. Is this better than death? I haven't decided yet. Nothing has happened. I just don't like how quiet it is here now.
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Lister and Rimmer both walked down the hallway their quarters. They heard the sound of another person, but figured it was Jen. They both turned a corner to find someone they had never seen before. He was tall and dark with fangs, and he was wearing a really nice suit. Both Rimmer and Lister were quite shocked.
"Uh oh! Better make myself look big." Said the creature while he raised his arms above his head. Both Rimmer and Lister dashed away.
~~
Jen searched through the pages of her diaries. She wrote almost every day since she was eight. She had a lot of diaries, and they were all with her. She skimmed through each one going over her bad memories. People had been pretty cruel to her over the years. Even as early as third grade. She was made fun of a lot in school. Jen read through her early entries and finally realized something. She didn't have to listen to all the people who put her down. Every time someone had put her down she had believed them. She had let each and every put down affect her life in a much bigger way then it should have. That was probably why people had done those things to her; she was such an easy target.
Jen suddenly got extremely frustrated. If she had just put those things behind her and moved on she really could have succeeded. She could have made friends. She could have been stronger. Instead, she just racked them in her brain and thought of them whenever she tried to do something for herself. Jen never could forget those hateful words. It had to be some sort of personality flaw. "Other people can function and survive in this world, why can't I?" Jen thought aloud. Tears dripped from her eyes as she thought of all she could have been.
For Pete's sake! Jen was afraid of her own goddamn shadow! She never realized how much other people had affected her. She was mad. They had kept her back! Suddenly Jen got a wave of rage. Without even completely realizing the consequences, she was throwing her diaries against the wall and ripping them up. She ran around her quarters breaking everything breakable, throwing things down and screaming. She was acting like a little kid in time out.
Jen lay down on her bunk breathing hard. She looked around and observed all the damage she had just done. She got up and walked to the other side of the room. She picked up all the ripped diary pages. "That's 16 years of memories shredded up." She thought aloud. Jen needed a clean slate. It was time to let go of the past. She had to get rid of all of this. Flush it out into space where it could float aimlessly until it rotted.
Jen threw all her diaries, ripped or otherwise into the waste bin. She had one blank one with her. That was the only one she didn't get rid of. From now on she had to be strong. She was now given another chance, a clean slate and she had to take advantage of it, and be the kind of person she always wanted to be.
There was a knock at the door. "Open" It was Rimmer. Jen took a deep breath. This seemed like a good time to start being the person she wanted to be, not the one people expected her to be.
"What happened in here?" He asked, referring to the huge mess Jen had made.
"I'm just kind of Pissed." She replied, without making eye contact.
"Pissed? You don't sound Pissed."
"Oh, I meant it in the American sense, you know, angry." She explained.
Rimmer nodded. "At what?" His nostrils flared as he said it.
"Everything. Sixteen damn years of memories I should have let go of ages ago!"
Rimmer nodded again. He was suddenly nervous around her. She seemed very angry. What if he was the source of all her frustration? What if she had realized what a smeg head he was? Had she been talking to Lister?
Even through his panic, Rimmer could remember the question he had come to ask her. "Jennifer, I just have to ask you. How did you know the exact moment of the radiation leek?"
"Long story." She mumbled.
Jen really didn't want to tell him how the whole thing had happened. It could make him feel very guilty, and Jen didn't want that. Also, it would probably cause a long discussion that she just didn't have the energy for right now. "Maybe I'll tell you later, right now I want to get to bed. Good night, Arnold." She said.
"Um... Good night."
A/N: Ok people who like to give flamers and constructive criticism, was that any better?
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Jen rubbed her eyes. It felt like she had been asleep, but she had just as much energy as when she stepped in. It took her a few moments to realize where she was, and who was next to her.
"It is now safe for you to emerge from stasis"
Jen realized that she was crushing Rimmer's face into the wall.
"What in the smegging hell?" He mumbled. His mumble was lightly distorted because his lips were in an odd position. Rimmer, without really realizing who it was, pushed her off him. Jen stood up and walked out of the stasis booth. The only sound to be heard was the engine. Other then those, it was very disturbingly quiet.
"Guess he was right." Jen thought aloud.
Rimmer got up. He noticed who was right in front of him. "What in the smegging hell was that all about? Why did you push me into stasis?" Asked Rimmer. If it had been anyone else he may have exploded with rage, but since it was Jen, he only exploded with semi-rage.
Soon Lister joined them and Holly came on the screen.
"Where is everybody, Hol?" asked Lister.
"They're dead, Dave." Holly explained.
This came as a shock to Rimmer and Lister, but Jen had been expecting it.
"Who is?" asked Rimmer. His tone of voice told everyone that he obviously wasn't having a good day, well, at least he wasn't before he was shoved into stasis for 3,000,000 years.
"Everybody is" Holly tried to explain, of course Lister wasn't able to grasp the concept. Jen sighed, and looked up at Rimmer. She wondered if he would rather be dead then here. By the sound of what the hologram said, it wasn't exactly a party the way things were then.
"That doesn't explain why you shoved me into stasis." Said Rimmer. His left leg began to jiggle.
"Would you rather have died?" Jen asked. Rolling her eyes slightly.
Rimmer thought for a moment. "What does that have anything to do with that?" He asked.
"You would have dies if I didn't do that, now if you'll excuse me, I am going to my quarters." Jen walked off. She needed time alone, and here she sure as hell would get a lot of it. It was so strange not seeing people around. Red Dwarf was usually so busy, and now it was so empty and quiet. It just didn't feel right. Jen opened the door to her quarters and laid on her bunk. She wondered if her diary was still in tact. Why wouldn't it be? "Holly!"
Holly appeared. "What is it, then?"
"How long were we in stasis?" she asked.
"Three million years." He said casually.
That surprised Jen. "Three million? Why that many!?" Jen had expected more like 300 or 500, maybe 1000, but she was totally not expecting 3 million!
"Well, there was a radiation leek-"
"Yes, I know that! But why so LONG?"
"I had to wait until the level of radiation went down before I let you out of you would have died."
"Oh. Thanks Hol." Said Jen sadly. Holly left the screen. Jen pulled out her diary. It seemed fine.
***Entry in the diary of Jen Moore***
My god, I am 3 million years in the future. My God! I didn't expect it to be that long! Arnold wasn't exactly happy with me when I shoved him into stasis and crushed his face into the wall. This just doesn't feel right. Feels like I shouldn't be here at all. I'm not exactly sure why I am. The hologramatic Arnold asked me to save him. Why me? Wasn't there someone else Arnold would rather want saving him? I just need to relax and accept this. Is this better than death? I haven't decided yet. Nothing has happened. I just don't like how quiet it is here now.
~~
Lister and Rimmer both walked down the hallway their quarters. They heard the sound of another person, but figured it was Jen. They both turned a corner to find someone they had never seen before. He was tall and dark with fangs, and he was wearing a really nice suit. Both Rimmer and Lister were quite shocked.
"Uh oh! Better make myself look big." Said the creature while he raised his arms above his head. Both Rimmer and Lister dashed away.
~~
Jen searched through the pages of her diaries. She wrote almost every day since she was eight. She had a lot of diaries, and they were all with her. She skimmed through each one going over her bad memories. People had been pretty cruel to her over the years. Even as early as third grade. She was made fun of a lot in school. Jen read through her early entries and finally realized something. She didn't have to listen to all the people who put her down. Every time someone had put her down she had believed them. She had let each and every put down affect her life in a much bigger way then it should have. That was probably why people had done those things to her; she was such an easy target.
Jen suddenly got extremely frustrated. If she had just put those things behind her and moved on she really could have succeeded. She could have made friends. She could have been stronger. Instead, she just racked them in her brain and thought of them whenever she tried to do something for herself. Jen never could forget those hateful words. It had to be some sort of personality flaw. "Other people can function and survive in this world, why can't I?" Jen thought aloud. Tears dripped from her eyes as she thought of all she could have been.
For Pete's sake! Jen was afraid of her own goddamn shadow! She never realized how much other people had affected her. She was mad. They had kept her back! Suddenly Jen got a wave of rage. Without even completely realizing the consequences, she was throwing her diaries against the wall and ripping them up. She ran around her quarters breaking everything breakable, throwing things down and screaming. She was acting like a little kid in time out.
Jen lay down on her bunk breathing hard. She looked around and observed all the damage she had just done. She got up and walked to the other side of the room. She picked up all the ripped diary pages. "That's 16 years of memories shredded up." She thought aloud. Jen needed a clean slate. It was time to let go of the past. She had to get rid of all of this. Flush it out into space where it could float aimlessly until it rotted.
Jen threw all her diaries, ripped or otherwise into the waste bin. She had one blank one with her. That was the only one she didn't get rid of. From now on she had to be strong. She was now given another chance, a clean slate and she had to take advantage of it, and be the kind of person she always wanted to be.
There was a knock at the door. "Open" It was Rimmer. Jen took a deep breath. This seemed like a good time to start being the person she wanted to be, not the one people expected her to be.
"What happened in here?" He asked, referring to the huge mess Jen had made.
"I'm just kind of Pissed." She replied, without making eye contact.
"Pissed? You don't sound Pissed."
"Oh, I meant it in the American sense, you know, angry." She explained.
Rimmer nodded. "At what?" His nostrils flared as he said it.
"Everything. Sixteen damn years of memories I should have let go of ages ago!"
Rimmer nodded again. He was suddenly nervous around her. She seemed very angry. What if he was the source of all her frustration? What if she had realized what a smeg head he was? Had she been talking to Lister?
Even through his panic, Rimmer could remember the question he had come to ask her. "Jennifer, I just have to ask you. How did you know the exact moment of the radiation leek?"
"Long story." She mumbled.
Jen really didn't want to tell him how the whole thing had happened. It could make him feel very guilty, and Jen didn't want that. Also, it would probably cause a long discussion that she just didn't have the energy for right now. "Maybe I'll tell you later, right now I want to get to bed. Good night, Arnold." She said.
"Um... Good night."
A/N: Ok people who like to give flamers and constructive criticism, was that any better?