NationStates Jolt Archive

...and I'm OK
I work all night and I sleep all day!
I wear brown pants and they look like dirt,
And I've got a slide rule in the pocket of my shirt!

Siryl hummed to himself as he walked the halls of the Orion Complex, headed for his office. When he reached the oh-so-familiar door, a note was pinned thereon.

Siryl, I've got good news. See me ASAP,
-The Cheese

His eyes bugged out. He ripped the note off of the door and re-read it. And then, he violently punched the air, while yelling that oh-so-useful word- "WOOT!"

"Cheese, you said you had some news for me."

The Big Cheese, also known as Head Honcho, Big Kahuna, or Danon Aglíeídzí, leaned back in his swivelly chair, feet up on the desk, typing at his computer terminal. "That I do, my boy, that I do. Good news and bad news, good news first: you're application has been accepted, and you're booked on the next flight to Flagstaff."

"And the bad news... Yo, will ya look at me?"

Danon triumphantly struck one last key, swung his legs onto the ground, and looked over the desk at Siryl.

"The bad news is, I'm too important to go with ya. Life lesson number 53: never make yourself irreplaceable, 'cuz then you'll never be promoted."

"Tough break. Oh well. I'm goin' to Mars! WOOT!" As Siryl turned to go out the door, Danon called out for him to stop.

"One more thing before you go, Si. The DoM came out with a new version of the Atomjack Theme. It's posted on the bulletin board outside."

"Gotcha. I'll check it out." And with that, Siryl swung around the doorframe and back out into the the hall.

Siryl contemplated the Department of Mirth's new Atomjack theme as he made his way down the halls to the bullet train the next day.

I am an Atomjack and I'm OK
I work all night and I sleep all day
I wear brown pants, the color of dirt
I've got a sliderule tie and a soft grey shirt!

It was a good song. The bit about the tie had confused him at first, until he passed by Tovar's office- DoM headquarters. Added to the stacks of Mirthful Merchandise were a bunch of ties printed to look like sliderules. Of course, Siryl snatched one up immediately.

As he boarded the underground bullet train, he started humming to himself as he reflected on the irony of his situation.

Here I am, right next to the most powerful launch device ever devised, and I have to take a 150 kilometer train ride to a totally separate spaceport! I wonder if they have a Department of Mirth in Kasei....

ooc: XD the Dep. of Mirth sounds kickass.

OOC: LMAO at that song...

Siryl hopped of the train at Epsal-na-Narbhal spaceport, and spent a few minutes orienting himself before making his way to the hangar where his flight waited. 'Twas a sleek silver ship, like an almond molded from quicksilver. Except for the big fusion rocket nozzle on the back, anyway. The only windows were two small black panes that covered the cockpit up front, but nothing very exciting would've been visible anyway.

Siryl presented his identification, boarded, and got himself strapped in just as the pilot's voice came on over the loudspeakers.

"This is your captain speaking, we'll be departing in just under five minutes. Please be advised that g-forces at launch will be in excess of 28 meters per second squared, so it would be best if you remain seated until we reach free-fall. For those who are interested, the outside view will be displayed on the monitors on the backs of every seat. Thank you, and have a nice flight."

"This reminds me of monoliths. Big black monoliths that scream with sunlight. Crazy things, we mostly use them for music concerts."

- Lord Fiambron, Evil Villain of Aleuros

Siryl practically had the wind knocked out of him when the spaceplane launched. Fortunately, the really high Gs only lasted a couple seconds, and he was able to breath again. Within minutes, he felt himself floating out of his seat, held back only by the safety belt.

Well, good thing that's only a one-time experience.