Title: Stardate Author: smokegrenade Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/37dX6HS9 First Edit: Monday 29th of October 2012 03:43:48 PM CDT Last Edit: Monday 29th of October 2012 03:43:48 PM CDT Star date: 000853   >P.O.N.Y. requested that I write my diary entries like this now >She says it conserves energy somehow >We've finally entered Termanus 9 >I have been in this ship, Ló közösülés, for at least 4 months now >My crew grows restless, but we should be fine once we get to our destination   Star date: 000854 >One of my crew members, Jeffery, a chef, cracked today >Threw a good supply of our rations out the airlock >We subdood him, and I ordered him to be taken to the psyche ward, but com had somehow malfunctioned. >They threw him out the airlock >P.O.N.Y. says I should calm down, let her take control of the ship for the day and rest up. I don't know if I can fully trust her, but it might be necessary if this stress keeps building up.   >We were attacked today >A small rebel scouter >Our cammo malfunctioned, our weapons were shot out, and we lost function of an engine >It was an embarrassment >The crew's obviously upset, I think they blame me >I've decided to take a brake in the private lounge, maybe play some video games and watch cartoons, while P.O.N.Y. takes control of the ship for a bit.   >The crew thinks we're off course >I asked P.O.N.Y. about it, she says we're right on track >I told the crew to calm down, told them to trust P.O.N.Y., she is the computer after all >Well, that was before we got stuck in an uncharted planet's gravitional pull >P.O.N.Y. says it was a miscalculation finding this planet, but suggests we send down a probe to investigate it   >We got the results back on our scan >The planet is inhabited by talking magical pastel horses >The have not mastered, or most likely started, space travel >The crew, eloquent as ever, suggested we force them into the Federation and use them as a sex slave race >Real classy, crew >P.O.N.Y. says we should try to communicate with them, but I disagree with her on this, there doesn't seem to be a point in it, how can they help us? >P.O.N.Y seems upset about this, but unless we were in dire need, I wouldn't spend the time.   >Our ship has lost FTL engines have lost all power >Fuels are all gone, must have been an unknown hole from that rebel ship >P.O.N.Y. suggests we land right now >I think she may have a screw lose >I talked to Chewalski, the moral expert on the ship >He suggests we stop talking to P.O.N.Y. right now, says her choices are upsetting people more and more, says there will be a mutiny if I don't "do my job" >I decided to play some video games to get my mind off of it, till someone complained about a noise in the storage room >I went to check it out >There were horses everywhere   >P.O.N.Y. says that I told her to abduct the horses for examination >I'm seriously contemplating shutting her off now >None of our probes our picking up anything to use as fuel >And now we gotta figure out how to deal with the horses >Richards, the scientist leader, wants to experiment on them >I told him to go fuck himself >Someone wrote some pretty nasty stuff on my cabin wall >Something about fucking me with a fork >I've told P.O.N.Y. to go punish whoever was responsable for it >After she dealt with the ponies.   >Things are getting much worse on the ship >I found one of the pony's skin in the lab, like it was some sort of suit >I've sent Richards to containment >Crew members our outside my cabin door, protesting or something >They want me to either shut down P.O.N.Y. or give up power over the ship >I would happily shut her off, if I could get to the damn computer >D?????????????????u????????????????????????b????? ???????? ?????????????f???????????????????????????c????????? ?k?????????????????s??????   >I'm scared as hell >There's a death squad going around the ship trying to find me >They want my fucking h??????????????????????????????????????? >My logs also keep fucking up the text >P.O.N.Y. is saying some creepy things over the com too >Things like, Î???? ????????????w??????????i?????????????????????????l? ??????????????? ?????????????????r??????????e????????????t?????????u ??????????????r???????????n??????????????,?????????? ???? ???????????????????????????n???????????????d??????? ??????,???????????????? ?????????w????????????????e???????????? ???????????????w?????????????????????????????l????? ??????????????????????? ??????????b????????????????????? ?????????????????????????n?????e??????????? >But that's not the worst part >I was searching around the ship >I found a robot >A robot horse >And next to it was the horse skin >Something is wrong, I need to find out now!   Star date: 0???????????0????????????????????0??????????8??????? ?6??????????????3??????????   >I don't have much time >Oxygen is low >Ship is entering the planet's orbit >P.O.N.Y. has gone m?????????????????????????????? >She wants to become one of the aliens! >She thinks that she's an actual p???????????ő???????n?????????????????y??????????? >She's going to kill us all, put her mind into the robot I found the other day, put on the skin, and live on the fucking planet! >I'm not going to make it out of here >If any federation ships find this, please, destroy P.O.N.Y., and fuck this entire planet along with her >For any rebel ships, ?????????????? ????????????f?????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????? ????????????y??????????????o???????????u???????????r ????????s???????e???????????????l???????????????f??? ???????? >And if any of my kids find this, I??????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????v???????????????e ??????? ??????????y????????????????u??????????????????? >I'm signing off now >Oh god...they're going to kill me >Those savages I called a crew are going to fire me out of the a?????????????????i???????????r??????????l?????????? ???????????c?????????????? ???????????????? >They think that, in a way, that computer is "My Little P.O.N.Y." >They're going to kill me! >Please, if anyone finds this   END OF LOGS