Welcome to the FN Mendicant. This is a quasi-hard sci-fi campaign in which narrative expedience trumps real science whenever convenient.
[ Update.6102.42.12_Geneviève ] : I don’t suppose we have a motto or something witty to put here, do we?
[ Update.6102.42.12_Hippolyta ] : “Ad astra per aspera,” perhaps?
[ Update.6102.42.12_Ripley ] : “There’s always a bigger fish.” and am always the biggest fish, due to laser rifle.
[ Update.6102.42.12_Landry ] : “Space is a bitch. Live it or leave it.”
[ Update.6102.42.14_Croc ] : What about “Bring It on Home” ? Too chirpy and positive for you guys?
[ Update.6102.42.16_Alex ] : “Home is where the Hull is” ? (Hey Landry, the cement set pretty well on that housing. I think I can have the rough spots polished and the motor back together by 0900)
[ Update.^^&.@$.#_Jones ] : Ah, sorry for the encryption (force of habit) but if I might suggest:
Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes—do you recall? And we
did make so many! For there were countless numbers
of stars: each time we looked above we were
astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall.
Um, that actually might be a little long. Actually, nevermind. Sorry.
[ Update.6102.42.18_Rietta ] : well, its not quite as poetic (poetical…?) as all you all but “starships are meant to fly” from the 21st centry earth classic “starships” kinda has a nice ring to it
[ Update.6102.42.18_Rietta ] : or also from the same song “lets do this one more time” works to!
[ Update.6102.42.30_Ripley ] : ATTENTION SIMIANS: Am missing some beakers. Lab is a mess. Did you take? Clearly labelled “DANGER” in perfectly legible crayon. Am particularly concerned about missing Viral-Coded Exothermic Bioaccelerant (Sample #0003). Is probably fine but maybe wear a vac suit for a while or you might turn into fire. Okay bye