Post by MasterBuildEddie on Feb 16, 2018 9:11:07 GMT
Heyo Everyone! Decided to start this story, been thinking about it for a while. Tell me what you think, opinions, what to change, what to keep. Anything. If the feedback's pretty good, then I'll likely continue. If not, I'll likely continue. 
I appreciate you reading and Enjoy!!
Sol 26, Mars Mission
Space. Full of wonders and possibilities. The Unknown that we are always reaching to, to learn and discover the Unknown; to make the Unknown known. That is what's important, that's the key to gaining knowledge, to advance, to adapt, to be human. I thought I was going to make a change, to be that 'hero'. I was one of the eight others who were at MB-01 and one of many at the battle of Olympus Mons. Well, if that's what this galaxy dishes up to you for trying to save your people, then I don't want anything to do with it. For now, I'm a botanist trying to do a soldiers job, in the middle of an inter-species war, on Mars, fighting over this 1 material; StudIron. Anonymous Aliens that we know nothing about that've been spying on us for who knows how long, knowing all of our defenses, all of our intentions, our attitudes, or psychology. They're willing to kill us for collecting this stupid rock with power in it. I didn't sign up for this. Well, what do I say? What do I do? Keep on moving, that's what. That's about all I can doright now.
End Log.
I appreciate you reading and Enjoy!!Sol 26, Mars Mission
Space. Full of wonders and possibilities. The Unknown that we are always reaching to, to learn and discover the Unknown; to make the Unknown known. That is what's important, that's the key to gaining knowledge, to advance, to adapt, to be human. I thought I was going to make a change, to be that 'hero'. I was one of the eight others who were at MB-01 and one of many at the battle of Olympus Mons. Well, if that's what this galaxy dishes up to you for trying to save your people, then I don't want anything to do with it. For now, I'm a botanist trying to do a soldiers job, in the middle of an inter-species war, on Mars, fighting over this 1 material; StudIron. Anonymous Aliens that we know nothing about that've been spying on us for who knows how long, knowing all of our defenses, all of our intentions, our attitudes, or psychology. They're willing to kill us for collecting this stupid rock with power in it. I didn't sign up for this. Well, what do I say? What do I do? Keep on moving, that's what. That's about all I can doright now.
End Log.
