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The Stars,
written by Whipper
The sky is all dark; you can see the stars clearly. It's actually a rather beautiful night...
And here I am. Stuck in the ugliest, little boat you've ever seen with a huge Dagger, very little food and absolutely no hope of rescue. All our friends are dead; 'gone, never to be back' and as far as I know there's probably only one or two islands left on this f*cking planet after the Kraytax's latest attack...
Not that it really matters. You see, even if there is an island that has survived the water (and I'm telling you; that's a very small if) it's probably being constantly monitored by those ugly little beasts. And as soon as some poor bastard puts his foot on it; bang! You're dead. If you're lucky that is. 'Cause if you're not those murdering shapechangers might decide to 'keep you'. And I'm not speaking about 'keeping' as in 'feeding it two times a day and changing the sand in the box'; oh, no...I'm talking about 'torture them 'til they cry' keeping.
So; no islands. We're gonna die anyway; it's a wonder that we've made it as far as we have. But at least we're getting the chance to chose how. And I'm not than keen on being chopped into small, small peaces. And I certainly have no intentions of letting them hurt Dagg. He's way to innocent; way to kind to understand things like that. He'd die broken.
And I wont allow that. I wont. I've promised myself as much. And that's a promise I'm gonna hold.
I haven't had much luck in that apartment lately. A few days ago...I can't believe it's days; it feels like if a lifetime has gone by...when I talked to Doctor Westphalen over the vid-link I promised him to take good care of myself. Yeah; sure. I've done a splendid job of that, now haven't I? Lost on an alien planet; waiting for the water to run out, or for the hostile conquerer of said planet will try to blast me into small pieces. Perhaps I could tell her that it wasn't my fault. Not that that has ever worked before; but there's a first time for everything.
God! Shut up, Wolenczak! It's not like if I'm ever gonna see her again...
I've gotta calm down; Dagwood is looking at me again. His big face is filled with worry. Not for himself; for me. So I've gotta calm down. I have no buisness torturing him. If it wasn't for me he'd be with the others. Sure; he'd be dead. But at least he wouldn't be alone.
But, oh no...the Captain just had to make him promise to look after me.
The Captain...
Before the Captain died I promised him to take his story; the story of the seaQuest and it's crew back to Earth. Well; that's another promise I wont be able to hold.
All I can do is to make sure that neither Dagg or I fall into the hands of the enemy. That sounds kinda dramatic; doesn't it? Like if I'm gonna poison us or something...
I wont. I'll just stay clear of any and all potential dangers. Nothing's gonna harm us on my watch.
But I'm afraid I wont be able to watch out for anyone much longer. Not me, nor Dagg. I'm getting weaker for each day that goes by. I'm not really hungry; eating gives me a headache and leaves me feeling weak and sick. I wished I could explain it to Dagg but I don't seem to have the words. Speaking is so hard; and so unnessecary.
All I want to do is die; but I can't. Not yet. I can't leave Dagg behind. He'd be so alone.
Just Darwin and the stars to keep him company.
THE END
written by Whipper
The sky is all dark; you can see the stars clearly. It's actually a rather beautiful night...
And here I am. Stuck in the ugliest, little boat you've ever seen with a huge Dagger, very little food and absolutely no hope of rescue. All our friends are dead; 'gone, never to be back' and as far as I know there's probably only one or two islands left on this f*cking planet after the Kraytax's latest attack...
Not that it really matters. You see, even if there is an island that has survived the water (and I'm telling you; that's a very small if) it's probably being constantly monitored by those ugly little beasts. And as soon as some poor bastard puts his foot on it; bang! You're dead. If you're lucky that is. 'Cause if you're not those murdering shapechangers might decide to 'keep you'. And I'm not speaking about 'keeping' as in 'feeding it two times a day and changing the sand in the box'; oh, no...I'm talking about 'torture them 'til they cry' keeping.
So; no islands. We're gonna die anyway; it's a wonder that we've made it as far as we have. But at least we're getting the chance to chose how. And I'm not than keen on being chopped into small, small peaces. And I certainly have no intentions of letting them hurt Dagg. He's way to innocent; way to kind to understand things like that. He'd die broken.
And I wont allow that. I wont. I've promised myself as much. And that's a promise I'm gonna hold.
I haven't had much luck in that apartment lately. A few days ago...I can't believe it's days; it feels like if a lifetime has gone by...when I talked to Doctor Westphalen over the vid-link I promised him to take good care of myself. Yeah; sure. I've done a splendid job of that, now haven't I? Lost on an alien planet; waiting for the water to run out, or for the hostile conquerer of said planet will try to blast me into small pieces. Perhaps I could tell her that it wasn't my fault. Not that that has ever worked before; but there's a first time for everything.
God! Shut up, Wolenczak! It's not like if I'm ever gonna see her again...
I've gotta calm down; Dagwood is looking at me again. His big face is filled with worry. Not for himself; for me. So I've gotta calm down. I have no buisness torturing him. If it wasn't for me he'd be with the others. Sure; he'd be dead. But at least he wouldn't be alone.
But, oh no...the Captain just had to make him promise to look after me.
The Captain...
Before the Captain died I promised him to take his story; the story of the seaQuest and it's crew back to Earth. Well; that's another promise I wont be able to hold.
All I can do is to make sure that neither Dagg or I fall into the hands of the enemy. That sounds kinda dramatic; doesn't it? Like if I'm gonna poison us or something...
I wont. I'll just stay clear of any and all potential dangers. Nothing's gonna harm us on my watch.
But I'm afraid I wont be able to watch out for anyone much longer. Not me, nor Dagg. I'm getting weaker for each day that goes by. I'm not really hungry; eating gives me a headache and leaves me feeling weak and sick. I wished I could explain it to Dagg but I don't seem to have the words. Speaking is so hard; and so unnessecary.
All I want to do is die; but I can't. Not yet. I can't leave Dagg behind. He'd be so alone.
Just Darwin and the stars to keep him company.