Spent the last couple of days working on a program for the computer system the others are getting. Of course they come back a mess. When I mentioned a shower they decided to smear some of the gunk on me. It was funny. Now we’re all going out for a few drinks. I keep finding myself distracted by my program. It’s kind of a different way of securing the ship. We’ll have the basic security protocols, but I’m attempting to put in a fail-safe. I give the proper command and the entire system switches to abyssal, and all security protocols are reset. If I do this right the individual(s) trying to take over the ship, or hack the program, will first need to understand the language. I’ve only met two or three people who do. Rhyn knows. I hope the software works. We’ll see what happens. That’s for later. Right now, it’s drinks, stories, and maybe a little adventure. Rhyn is right about one thing. I spend too much time at the computer, and not enough time socializing.
Crew Personal Logs
- Red-Red-Red Alert. Red Alert. Red-Red-Red Alert. 7 Lamashan, 326 AG
- woo! 29 Rova, 326 AG
- I’m outta my head without you 26 Rova, 326 AG
- I pity the fool! 12 Rova, 326 AG
- Be afraid. Be very afraid. 29 Arodus, 326 AG
- I’m drivin’ all night, just to keep the rat in the race 15 Arodus, 326 AG
- You got no line in an eight-bit town 28 Erastus, 326 AG