08-20-2017, 12:04 AM
Inspired by having finally accomplished something, I return to my original challenge...
I am determined to get that novelty clothing. I was a fool to forsake the cause once, but I've returned. I know that I've wasted too much time already, and have paid greatly for my mistakes. I channel the memory of that Great Green Champion, Nathan Dunkleman. He DIED trying to save my soul, and for this I am forever in debt to the graveyard smash he invoked. As he is reborn in the cloning tube, all I can hope for is to save HIS crew and HIS station with funny costumes. If I can do it, if I can successfully transfer the FUNDS, if I can successfully order the CRATES... there's a chance. In this time of ideological upheaval it is the crates that can unite us and create a golden future. In that future, we would all be united as people who wear cool clothing, in that future, there will be no expiration dates on the hotdog coupons, and in that future, a captain will be able to do the monster mash in PEACE. For the entire shift I've been beaten down and deprived, but now I am DRIVEN to GRASP VICTORY. Without the faintest doubt in my mind, I will march to budget console, and I will EMPOWER the shipping budget as Nathan's dancing has EMPOWERED me. Through fire and flame and into the jaws of hell itself, I will TOIL in the cargo department until these UTOPIAN GARMENTS are made REALITY. Using all my training as Head of Personnel I will know what it's like to wear these threads, or I will know death.
I am determined to get that novelty clothing. I was a fool to forsake the cause once, but I've returned. I know that I've wasted too much time already, and have paid greatly for my mistakes. I channel the memory of that Great Green Champion, Nathan Dunkleman. He DIED trying to save my soul, and for this I am forever in debt to the graveyard smash he invoked. As he is reborn in the cloning tube, all I can hope for is to save HIS crew and HIS station with funny costumes. If I can do it, if I can successfully transfer the FUNDS, if I can successfully order the CRATES... there's a chance. In this time of ideological upheaval it is the crates that can unite us and create a golden future. In that future, we would all be united as people who wear cool clothing, in that future, there will be no expiration dates on the hotdog coupons, and in that future, a captain will be able to do the monster mash in PEACE. For the entire shift I've been beaten down and deprived, but now I am DRIVEN to GRASP VICTORY. Without the faintest doubt in my mind, I will march to budget console, and I will EMPOWER the shipping budget as Nathan's dancing has EMPOWERED me. Through fire and flame and into the jaws of hell itself, I will TOIL in the cargo department until these UTOPIAN GARMENTS are made REALITY. Using all my training as Head of Personnel I will know what it's like to wear these threads, or I will know death.