Attenion Space Station Martyr course to destination is set to reach in 15 minutes.
Warning
Space Station Martyr is on course to collision in 15 minutes.
“Houston. Why did no one tell me this would be a suicide mission?”
At least the view is fantastic from where I stand.
“Martyr, this is Houston. You’re doing the entire world an enormous favor and everyone here present is proud for your sacrifice.”
“Houston. I would have liked to be alive to receive that gratitude. I mean what’s the point in saving the world, if I can’t even enjoy the benefits?”
Honestly, these assholes saying whatever they please, since it’s not their asses getting blown up. All my life I just wanted to be alone to enjoy myself and what better opportunity to enjoy that kind of lifestyle than being an astronaut. I won’t say that I worked my ass off, but I tried as much that was needed to get where i needed to be to succeed.
I would say that I am a normal person but just a bit on the reclusive side. I didn’t mind the festivals and parties but soon I realized that I prefered to be on my own. Romantic and friend relationships were a bit tricky though. Imagine that one day, the person you thought you were close to, comes up to you and asks, “Hey, I really appreciate you as a person and enjoy being with you, but I’d rather be by myself.” I would imagine that fucking hurts on the inside of whoever is on the receiving end of that conversation.
It may sound weird, but there is just something liberating about no having to worry about what others do. That sense of freedom is relaxing, free to do what I please without having to worry if someone wants something else, or having to be considerate of others feelings. Regardless, I learned my lesson after the first time I decided to be honest about my tendencies of reclusion. Not every person I met was as open-minded to accept that kind of mentality, so keeping relationships were kind of difficult for me, but I still manage to get through my academic life to graduate with my masters in biological science to start my career to get into NASA.
The testing was intense to say the least. I manage to get through them since I put in the time and effort to pass them since I was so close to completing what I set out to do. The physical portion of the examinations was the worst. I actually had to stay in constant contact with a personal trainer to stay in peak physical health to manage solo expeditions into space. It wasn’t too bad since the instructor was a women, but when she tried to involve personal feelings into the mixture, that’s when shit got real bad.
It’s bad enough that when you work with the same people over a period of time, there is no way you don’t create a relationship with certain people, regardless of whether it’s positive or negative. But, when you have no inclination of getting close or intimate with the other party, it can get really annoying or insufferable to deal with. I was lucky enough to deal with her by just expressing that I just wanted companions rather than significant others since I would be gone for months, if not years before getting in physical contact with others.
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After all the time training, I was finally able to complete the physical portion of the requirements needed and I was finally ready to board a spaceship to get into space. The main headquarters for launches were always an eccentric bunch with their naming of equipment and rockets, but otherwise they were good guys, I just wish I had noticed their actions earlier before I was sent to this particular mission. I would never blame them since they were only doing their jobs, but I guess that’s one of negatives of being a loner, a lack of picking up on social cues. Should I have tried to befriend them, maybe, just maybe, they would have tried to get me to play sick to not be chosen for this particular mission.
I don’t have many people who would be sad about me dying, since my parents are dead. I have only a few people I would truly call friends that will mourn for me after this whole fiasco is over with, should NASA even reveal the mission to the public. I don’t have many regrets in my life, but I just wish I could have more time to enjoy watching different views of earth and see how life pans out, living in space.
Attention Space Station Martyr is set to arriving to its destination in 5 minutes.
Warning Space Station Martyr is on course to collision in 5 minutes.
“Houston, thank you for giving me the opportunity for the chance to work with you guys and letting me aboard Martyr and enjoy the time I had here.”
“Martyr, The honor is with us and all of us here are sorry that we didn’t have the chance to get to know you better.”
“Houston, with me doing this, there will be no need for nuclear weapons, correct?”
“Martyr, that is correct. The explosion that occurs with space station and asteroid colliding should be enough to secure the safety of the planet without having to resort to using the warheads to blow it up.”
Thank goodness, that takes a load off my shoulders.
“Houston, one final question.”
“Go ahead, Martyr.”
“Will the public know what I sacrificed my life for?”
For some reason they seem to take their time in responding back to me. Maybe some of the control panel personnel are arguing with the higher ups for my recognition, but I highly doubt that it will go through, but it is nice to be recognized for what i’m doing.
“I’m sorry Martyr, your sacrifice will be kept in secret, but all of us here will remember the brave service you’ve done to keep us and the world safe.”
I guess that’s better than nothing. Man, but seriously, this view of the earth is nothing compared to looking at pictures on the internet. Looking at how all the lights pop up at soon as the sun’s goes to the other side, how the light travels from one side of a continent to the other and looking at how the clouds form to either harmless fluffs or into furious hurricanes is just too much to describe into words.
I’m sad that I won’t be able to experience this kind of scene anymore, but I’m happy that I get to protect something this beautiful, even if no one appreciates the things unknown people do to protect that kind of peace. Honestly, I feel like some sort of protector, not like a god but rather like a parent watching their child growing up. It’s sad that I won’t be here to watch how things progress on the planet but at least I can die knowing I did my part to help the growth of mankind whether it’s to its destruction or salvation.
Warning Immediate impact collision countdown has begun. 10 9 7 6
I wonder if there is an afterlife? Will it be as kind to me as the life I lived here? I mean I didn’t really do anything bad.
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Fuck. I’m scared. I don’t want to die.
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I can only pray that it’s not painful. Maybe there is an afterlife and I will be able to keep my conscience. I hope that’s not too much to ask. Ahhhh. I want to stay alive, there is still so much I wanted to do.
*Boom*