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Post by Brandon on Aug 13, 2010 22:53:16 GMT -5
He watched the comet with fascination. Data, that he aquired said that most comets were balls of ice, that hurled through the universe at various speeds, and that their tail was melted ice from various stars. He also read, in his database, that some comets held a sort of... Romantic sense to them, yet the reason why eluded him.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 13, 2010 22:58:09 GMT -5
When he thought of trying to understand what Romance was, his memory circuit nearly went on the fritz. Was he not built for romance? Or anything related to it? These questions started to haunt him. What was he built for? What happened to his creators?
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Post by Brandon on Aug 13, 2010 23:04:44 GMT -5
If only his creators were still around... But he had to make due with what is given to him, Which isnt much. He took his seat again, as he saw the asteroid belt in the Sol area of the Milkyway, and he knew that mars was the next stop.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 13, 2010 23:07:14 GMT -5
The ship started to shake, as it entered Mars's atmosphere. The red planet was clearly visible in the ships windows, so Brandon then strapped himself in tightly, as this ride seemed a bit bumpier then the last one to the last planet.
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