Thread:JPhil2.0/@comment-6913371-20130912185953

I am working on your erb story. I just started my new bible series and started at the beginning of the creation of the universe. YOur story takes place in the future, so it will take some time before we arrive there xd.

But yeah im allready working on it, and your story will be very important in the whole series, trust me, maybe mroe than you will realise from the start.

This is what i came up last night, and it is just a beginning, maybe you have som ideas for me?

His name was Phil, an admiral under the direct command of Sing Sheperd. For many years he had fought, many worlds flashing by and many men under his command spoke of him as a great leader. He knew no fear, except one thing, losing the love of his life. But he kept his personal life far way from his work, for his work… was his life. He fought for Earth, year after year, and even though he had been there for only 2 years it felled like home for him. He spend way more time in his main space ship ‘’The Cyclus’’ and flew under the flag of the ‘’Alied Human Space Organisation’’. He was a wise man, who had seen many stars, but still he was lonely. He knew no life besides that of his friends and crew, and the more he explored the universe, the more it seemed to be empty.

It was the year 2534. ‘’The Cyclus’’ orbited around ‘’Planet 14’’ of the Stella System but no signs of the signal had been found. Those traders must have picked up a lost radiosignal last week, because this planet is nothing more than a big sandbox. As Phil looked down the big bowl, so far away, through the huge window, he realized that he missed the early years.

As a young petty officer he had dreamed of the future, and the expanding space territory of humanity. ‘’Humanity, what an idiots we are,’’ he thought while observing the satelites that came aboard. ‘’We build on war and keep expanding, even though we have enough’’. He closed his eyes, felt his eyes burning… He had not slept for three days now.

John entered the room, and saw the Admiral standing by the window. ‘’Sir, are you allright?’’, he asked quiet and calm. ‘’Yes, as always John, I am, what are the updates?’’. ‘’We found nothing but the Court wants us to send an expedition team to study some weir rock formations in sector 5.’’

The Court, always that fucking Court, Phil thought. ‘’I told them before, there is nothing here, it is probably just another earthquake, what do they expect? A space time machine?’’

But he had no choice, they paid his billcheck and had the power in their hands and minds. So the next day an expedition was send to Sector 5, and once again Phill stood by the window, as the little spaceship disappeared in the distance.



  