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- >Be space engineer.
- >You lost your job at NASA and had to find work.
- >Some delusional old fat cat decided he wanted to send fluffies to space.
- >It's either genius or stupid.
- >You can't tell.
- >Either way, you became the head of the project, reporting directly to Mr. Moneybags.
- >Gonna show those Space-X goons a thing or two with this project!
- >Today's the big day!
- >The launch of Fluff One!
- >You've been through months of grueling work, ensuring that enough food & water is on-board, the fluffies can get enough play-time, and that every surface is water-proof.
- >Heck, the flufftronauts (Mr. Moneybags wants everyone to call them that) are put on long-lasting but non-dangerous sleeping pills for the initial journey up.
- >The 4 flufftronauts are strapped in.
- >All cameras on the rocket.
- >10, 9, 8!
- >Oh god the tension always gets you.
- >7, 6, 5!
- >Double-check that the flufftronauts' vitals are all okay.
- >They're definitely alive.
- >4, 3!
- >You wipe the gratuitous amounts of sweat off of your forehead.
- >2!
- >That thing better not blow up!
- >1!
- >*BOOM*
- >All the cameras have just short-circuited.
- >A small shaking rocks the command center.
- >"Jenkins, status report!"
- >"Vitals are non-responsive! Not that the fluffies are dead, moreso that the tools themselves are not responding."
- >"What the hell happened?! Thompson, main screen turn on!"
- >A slew of asthmatic giggles break out.
- >Thompson rewinds the feed back to before the static.
- >The last thing on-screen was a brilliant white light.
- >God damn it.
- >Today's the day that Fluff Two launches!
- >Turns out last time that Harrison had failed to double-check the O-ring seal in the booster.
- >Not wanting to remake the same mistake for a third time, the seal's been personally inspected by you.
- >To be honest, you're surprised that Mr. Moneybags even let you guys continue with Fluff Two.
- >Once again, 4 flufftronauts have been placed on sleeping pills for the launch.
- >No thoughts during this one, you're going to meditate for this one.
- >Absolutely no jinxing this!
- >10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
- >Lift-off!
- >This is so exciting!
- >Everyone in the command center is hooping and hollering.
- >All 4 of you!
- >You even hug Thompson!
- >He considers Axe bodyspray to be a substitute for showering.
- >Speaking of, thanks to said bodyspray, you're gonna shower after they stabilize in orbit.
- >The shuttle's specs are reading that it's steadily climbing into orbit.
- >"Sir, one's dead!"
- >What.
- >Check the flufftronauts' vitals.
- >Shit.
- >One's dead, the others aren't breathing.
- >They quickly die as well.
- >God damn it.
- >Fluff Two's just a piece of space junk at this point with 4 dead fluffies in it.
- >Mr. Moneybags has a fluffy veternarian on call for this sort of stuff.
- >He checks the flufftronauts via the installed cameras onboard, as well as all the vitals recorded during the launch.
- >The diagnosis was the same for each one.
- >Saliva flooded the lungs due to high gravitational forces, leading to asphyxiation and death by hypoxiation.
- >In layman's terms, their spit was rocketed down their throats and they all drowned.
- >The flufftronauts drowned going away from all the water on Earth, fer chrissakes!
- >You were not expecting fluffy ponies to be anywhere near this fragile!
- >Gonna need more changes for Fluff Three.
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