Board Thread:Stories/@comment-24870140-20140616041945

- I was able to find another Audio Log conveniently drifting in a neighboring Ring of Junk around the Moon of that Dead Planet. Again, the audio somehow sounds terrible, even though the Audio Log is in a great condition.-

Alright, seeing how I'm going to be drifting through space for quite some time now, I feel as though I should use up some of it. And what better way than to just talk to a metal tube like it's a sentient form of life? Now where to begin... Ah, why not just talk about my time on the Patchwork Sailboat, seeing how that's where this search began?

So, first thing to get out of the way: how exactly did this all began? This whole entire quest for an answer to that damned question had all started from a vision. Now, I know what you're thinking, and that's "Why the hell is this abomination going on a quest all because he saw a 'vision'"? Well, you judgemental scrap of metal, it's because after that, I couldn't stop pondering about that question. Everybody has these kinds of thoughts, and after a while they just leave your mind like it was never there in the first place. That's not the case for me. After that vision, I couldn't stop thinking about this because this was the only real thought I have that wasn't about mutilating some poor bastard that comes into my eyesight. And even then, this is driving me insane. This is the reason why I'm simply wandering space, searching for an answer. Because I want it to stop.

Another thing to get out of the way: what was my time on this Patchwork Sailboat like? It's difficult for me to remember, mostly because of how long I've been away from it. At the very least, I can give a summarization of the crewmembers. Let's see... There's Jackie, the Captain who was extremely nice to me, even though I seem like I belonged to that fanatical space cult. There's Sammie, the Engineer that had an extreme obsession over the ship's A.I., OASIS. Uh... There's also Samuel, this British guy, a Shapeshifting Demon named Shadowshyte... A couple named Riki and Mia, and one of them was an excellent shot... The ship's fashion designer's named Ashlyn, and there's a guy named Zardoz who was a Moose... I think.

Okay then, last quesiton for this log: why did I leave this ship in the first place? ...

-The Audio Log is silent for a long time before it cuts off, possibly from this person stopping the recording. I hope to find more of these logs, seeing how if I ever find this "Patchwork Sailboat", I can give these logs to the captain so that she can figure out what happened to this one crewmate.- Troy Armstrong, Space Junk Scavenger. 