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[doghasitsday]

The technology in this place has given me much pause and so much to think about. I wouldn't consider myself a techie by any stretch of the imagination; I've got a more literary mind, I think. Still, perhaps things would have been different if I had come from a later generation. These journal devices alone are advanced far beyond anything I could find in the year I before the back home. The ship itself is a marvel. Since I've been up and about I've taken time to explore when I could, and I know there's rooms here that are a lot bigger than should be physically possible, given the space allotted. The way the ship moves: it looks like we're in space, but there's nothing really separating us from the open air. Does the barge produce its own atmosphere? There's things about the system here that I'd like to better understand, too. Nobody really explained the last time I asked. I think I'm an Inmate. No one's really told me. And I know that guy...the Admiral, assigned a bunch of people together. Inmates with Wardens. Is that what I'm waiting for? A Warden? How long does that usually take? I'd appreciate whatever answers can be given me. --Harold Emory Lauder

Comments

[allusionsahoy]

You signed your own post with your full name. If that isn't an example of pretentious douchebaggery, I don't know what is. Next thing you know, you'll tell me that your favorite movie is this obscure French crap and that you listen to bands I've never heard of.

And yeah, I'm a sir. The name's Marco.

[doghasitsday]

I sign the end of my journal entries. That's just what I do.

[allusionsahoy]

Pretentious.

[doghasitsday]

I don't know anyone here. Who have I got to impress?

[allusionsahoy]

I don't know-maybe it's a leftover habit from your pretentiousness back home.

[doghasitsday]

Or maybe you should learn what words mean before you use them. Just a suggestion.

[allusionsahoy]

See, there we go again.

[doghasitsday]

Since you consider me to be pretentious and I likewise seem to feel the same way about you, we're caught in something of an infinite loop. The solution I propose is that you take your pretentiousness elsewhere, I'll keep mine here, and then we can both be just as pretentious or not pretentious as we please without getting in anyone else's way. Sound fair?

[allusionsahoy]

Well see, then I couldn't make fun of you.