Loneliness Could be a Blessing
Sept 22, 2017 0:50:16 GMT -5
Post by themirrorthief on Sept 22, 2017 0:50:16 GMT -5
n his mind he pictured many things. Isolated on a distant planet can do that to you. Both his companions had died in an accident. His relief ship was not due for two years. That is a helluva long time to be totally alone...even for a loner.
He basically stopped working, to depressed. The experiments werent that important anymore. He played a lot of computer chess and electronic football. Sometimes he gazed at the stars and wondered what the fuck he was thinking when he wanted to come to this desolate planet. It had a breathable atmosphere but nothing else...just rock. Lots of rock...hard freaking rock.
A couple of times he thought of climbing atop the fabricated little house where he lived and jumping off on his head. Ending it all by slamming into a big ol rock. That would be a smashing way to go out.
One day he decided to take a journey...just walk as far as could with what little food and water he could carry on his back. Maybe he would return to his "home" or possibly he would just sit down somewhere and die. He had become a little bit crazy you see. He talked to himself all the time, sometimes he actually had great conversations that way. He would pretend to be two different people like maybe Elvis and Jung. Then he would just sit there and talk back and forth between the two characters. It was a weird way to pass time but it was something he was good at.
He had long given up on masturbation. It just wasnt any good any more. He drank a little cause they had brought some wine and liquor with them. Getting drunk just wasnt his thing though. never had been.
So he walked far into the desolation. Just rock and rock and more rock. He kept walking, even after his water and food ran out. He kept walking. He wasnt delerious yet though.
Then he walked past this big huge stone and he felt somewhere down deep that something was about to happen. It was just a feeling,,,you know? Then he saw it. A downed spacecraft...very alien looking and he got a bit scared.
Still, he had no real reason to be scared because he had most likely walked way out here to die anyhow. Really, he had. So he decided to grow a pair and inspect his new find. It was a somewhat large ship and very different from anything he had ever seen in person or even in a book...maybe he had witnessed a similar thing in a comic book but he couldnt quite recall. His mind was getting a bit fuzzy from all the walking and the lack of water. He should have turned around and maybe he could have made it back to the base.
But what good is a base to a lost soul. Shit, what a weird thing his life had turned out to be. And he had been voted most likely to succeed in his class.
He trudged cautiously up the the dark alien vessel. The something totally unexpected happened. A very tall and very beautiful woman stepped through an opening and smiled at him. He was in shock. He half decided that he was hallucinating but she seemed so real. She was dressed all in black and she was very slim and well put together. Her hair was a dark shade of red, long and straight...down to her slender waist.
She spoke but he could not understand a word of it. He tried to motion with his hands and shook his head. She sighed but continued smiling. She motioned for him to come inside. He wondered if he should but he was fascinated by her loveliness. He followed her inside and found two more splendid female specimens sitting there playing some sort of card game.
They rose and smiled. They looked much like the first girl but one was blond and the other had incredibly black shining locks. Their lips were full and red and their breasts were high and firm beneath their skin tight uniforms. He was awestruck to say the least. Foolishly he stuttered hopelessly.
It was like a strange dream but he knew they were real.
The red head reached out to him with her gloved hand. He took it and drank in the beauty of her huge dark eyes. Then a strange sort of electricity traveled over his entire body and he could no longer speak. Incredibly he could not move a single muscle.
The red headed girl smiled mysteriously at her companions. "Fire up the oven, at last we can eat while we wait for our rescue ship."
She spoke in perfect English...or at least he thought that she did. In any case there was no mistaking the tiny bit of drool that slid over her perfect lips.
He basically stopped working, to depressed. The experiments werent that important anymore. He played a lot of computer chess and electronic football. Sometimes he gazed at the stars and wondered what the fuck he was thinking when he wanted to come to this desolate planet. It had a breathable atmosphere but nothing else...just rock. Lots of rock...hard freaking rock.
A couple of times he thought of climbing atop the fabricated little house where he lived and jumping off on his head. Ending it all by slamming into a big ol rock. That would be a smashing way to go out.
One day he decided to take a journey...just walk as far as could with what little food and water he could carry on his back. Maybe he would return to his "home" or possibly he would just sit down somewhere and die. He had become a little bit crazy you see. He talked to himself all the time, sometimes he actually had great conversations that way. He would pretend to be two different people like maybe Elvis and Jung. Then he would just sit there and talk back and forth between the two characters. It was a weird way to pass time but it was something he was good at.
He had long given up on masturbation. It just wasnt any good any more. He drank a little cause they had brought some wine and liquor with them. Getting drunk just wasnt his thing though. never had been.
So he walked far into the desolation. Just rock and rock and more rock. He kept walking, even after his water and food ran out. He kept walking. He wasnt delerious yet though.
Then he walked past this big huge stone and he felt somewhere down deep that something was about to happen. It was just a feeling,,,you know? Then he saw it. A downed spacecraft...very alien looking and he got a bit scared.
Still, he had no real reason to be scared because he had most likely walked way out here to die anyhow. Really, he had. So he decided to grow a pair and inspect his new find. It was a somewhat large ship and very different from anything he had ever seen in person or even in a book...maybe he had witnessed a similar thing in a comic book but he couldnt quite recall. His mind was getting a bit fuzzy from all the walking and the lack of water. He should have turned around and maybe he could have made it back to the base.
But what good is a base to a lost soul. Shit, what a weird thing his life had turned out to be. And he had been voted most likely to succeed in his class.
He trudged cautiously up the the dark alien vessel. The something totally unexpected happened. A very tall and very beautiful woman stepped through an opening and smiled at him. He was in shock. He half decided that he was hallucinating but she seemed so real. She was dressed all in black and she was very slim and well put together. Her hair was a dark shade of red, long and straight...down to her slender waist.
She spoke but he could not understand a word of it. He tried to motion with his hands and shook his head. She sighed but continued smiling. She motioned for him to come inside. He wondered if he should but he was fascinated by her loveliness. He followed her inside and found two more splendid female specimens sitting there playing some sort of card game.
They rose and smiled. They looked much like the first girl but one was blond and the other had incredibly black shining locks. Their lips were full and red and their breasts were high and firm beneath their skin tight uniforms. He was awestruck to say the least. Foolishly he stuttered hopelessly.
It was like a strange dream but he knew they were real.
The red head reached out to him with her gloved hand. He took it and drank in the beauty of her huge dark eyes. Then a strange sort of electricity traveled over his entire body and he could no longer speak. Incredibly he could not move a single muscle.
The red headed girl smiled mysteriously at her companions. "Fire up the oven, at last we can eat while we wait for our rescue ship."
She spoke in perfect English...or at least he thought that she did. In any case there was no mistaking the tiny bit of drool that slid over her perfect lips.
