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'''November 1st, 2004'''
'''March 1st, 2009''


Sun-Earth North/West Hemisphere, United States of America, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  Local time 0500 on a 24-hour clock and You are Melvin "Speedy" Stubank, Avatar of the VFP (Eccentric Decommissioned) Chronic Acquisition of Natural Rewards.  You're a long way from home, Ship hasn't been in contact for days, and You're definitely going to have a seizure tonight if You can't regain proprioceptive control of Your drug glands in the next few hours.   
Sun-Earth North/West Hemisphere, United States of America, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  Local time 0500 on a 24-hour clock and You are Melvin "Speedy" Stubank, Avatar of the Very Fast Picket (Eccentric Decommissioned) Chronic Acquisition of Natural Rewards, orbiting, invisibleScanning the planet.  Storing absolutely everything.   


Ah, memories.  Sometimes You wish you hadn't intentionally ruined your capacity to make them.  No, You misstated that to yourself.  You should have said, sometimes You wish you hadn't had your capacity to make pleasant, accurate memories intentionally ruined by Ship.  Which is You, Melvin.  You're Ship.  You're crashing hard right now and you can't tell but you're still bugfuck dissociated like way the shit to the wall.  Ship's not out of contact.  You're Ship.  Just wait about eight hours.  You'll be fine. 
But now Ship hasn't been in contact for days, and out of all Ship's Avatars on the surface right now the nearest one you're in contact with is in Czechoslovakia, teaching the clandestine manufacture of a new class of fiendishly addictive euphoriants to a bunch of university dropoutsMeanwhile You're definitely going to have a seizure tonight if You can't regain proprioceptive control of Your drug glands in the next few hours and You're in Philadelphia fucking Philadelphia with no friends and no money and nothing but a persistent inability to separate memories from what's happening right nowYou are not at an advantage today.
Whoever said that is definitely trying to kill You, or get you to do something while Ship's out of contact.  If you can't get your hands on some extremely strong benzodiazepines by nighttime you're going to need an extremely large quantity of prescription benzodiazepines by lunchAnd those dependencies are out of order.


[[You better go for the new potent shit]]
"Ah, memories," you say to the man in the toilet stall you've just walked into.  Sometimes You wish you hadn't intentionally ruined your capacity to make them. No, You misstated that to yourself.  You should have said, sometimes You wish that Ship hadn't intentionally, gleefully, and frankly artlessly ruined your capacity to make reliable memories.  You didn't ruin your mind.  Ship ruined Your Mind. 
[[You can probably get pills from the pharmacy way faster]]
[[You are Ship. You listen to the voice that says the danger's all in your head]]


[[Category:Hyperwiki Adventure]][[Category: Chronic Acquisition of Unnatural Rewards]]
Which is You, Melvin.  You're Ship.  You're crashing hard right now and you can't tell but you're still bugfuck dissociated like way the shit to the wall.  Ship's not out of contact.  You're Ship, in realtime, right now, in a human brain.  That's all.  Just wait about eight hours.  You'll be fine. 
 
 
#[[You better go for the new potent shit]]
#[[You can probably get pills from the pharmacy way faster]]
#[[You are Ship. You listen to the voice that says the danger's all in your head]]
 
[[Category:Hyperwiki Adventure]][[Category: Chronic Acquisition of Unnatural Reward]]

Latest revision as of 05:52, 30 June 2025

'March 1st, 2009

Sun-Earth North/West Hemisphere, United States of America, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Local time 0500 on a 24-hour clock and You are Melvin "Speedy" Stubank, Avatar of the Very Fast Picket (Eccentric Decommissioned) Chronic Acquisition of Natural Rewards, orbiting, invisible. Scanning the planet. Storing absolutely everything.

But now Ship hasn't been in contact for days, and out of all Ship's Avatars on the surface right now the nearest one you're in contact with is in Czechoslovakia, teaching the clandestine manufacture of a new class of fiendishly addictive euphoriants to a bunch of university dropouts. Meanwhile You're definitely going to have a seizure tonight if You can't regain proprioceptive control of Your drug glands in the next few hours and You're in Philadelphia fucking Philadelphia with no friends and no money and nothing but a persistent inability to separate memories from what's happening right now. You are not at an advantage today.

"Ah, memories," you say to the man in the toilet stall you've just walked into. Sometimes You wish you hadn't intentionally ruined your capacity to make them. No, You misstated that to yourself. You should have said, sometimes You wish that Ship hadn't intentionally, gleefully, and frankly artlessly ruined your capacity to make reliable memories. You didn't ruin your mind. Ship ruined Your Mind.

Which is You, Melvin. You're Ship. You're crashing hard right now and you can't tell but you're still bugfuck dissociated like way the shit to the wall. Ship's not out of contact. You're Ship, in realtime, right now, in a human brain. That's all. Just wait about eight hours. You'll be fine.


  1. You better go for the new potent shit
  2. You can probably get pills from the pharmacy way faster
  3. You are Ship. You listen to the voice that says the danger's all in your head