2028 was the year that mankind finally left Earth in search of better sanctuary.
On the 12th day of April, 9 brave souls sold their rights to the devil's secretary.
They advanced in a hurry, buckled in quick and the leader turned the ignition on.
Tossed his cigar out of the cockpit window and shouted, "Lets get this mission on!"
Edwin Musk was the speaker, the leader of the tribe traveling into the dark.
A man thats always battling with his heart, pacing trying to gather all of his thoughts.
I'm not speaking on planes or automobiles, we're talking about fucking rocketships.
The man of the hour. Ready to roll and ready to bounce just to adjust his stocks in this.
"I'll be back!" He said, "I'm just going out for milk, cigs and some pills."
Leaving the crew scared, ready to launch without Ed signaling behind the wheel.
I grabbed him by the collar, "Wait, focus! You already started the launch sequence!"
Before I could barely finish the sentence, us being on Earth still was a false pretense.
The rocket left in a hurry, no one kicked and screamed more than the man in the driver's seat.
Babbling on and on about losing the actual captain. "Should've never fired Keith!"
I coursed his direction to the left and I flipped the switch into autopilot.
Acted like I was freaking out too, but I remained calmed and paused the riot.
Once the ship was in control, captain Ed was amazed with his driving capabilities.
At one point he said, "I have ultimately superior space-blimp flying abilities!"
Convinced he was drunk, I asked "You're doing great, sir, how long until we find Mars?"
With a look of the fear in his eyes he replied, "I don't know, but, buy a Test-uh! It is a fine car."
Days turned to weeks, weeks into months and we began to see the reddest of light.
Captain Ed's GPS had warned us that our destination would be up ahead on the right.
Autopilot or not, he was enamored with every move he had made to arrive here.
The greatest pilot of the universe award goes to the man who steadily supplied fear.
The ship pointed downward and the computer advised us to gear up and strapped us all in.
Ed downed what was left of his captain, and Morgan downed the last of her Jim.
We smashed in through the atmosphere and smoke-screened our way through the skies.
Ready to land, we brace for impact with a mindset like we just assume we'll die.
Like a glove, the spaceship tucked us right in between a sandpit and a low bluff.
"Well, atleast I got us here ." I laughed and implied that we needed a tow truck.
"You may be right. Hold on, let me see if I have any reception on my iphone."
Told him he probably needed to step outside into the current duststorm and cyclones.
As the door opened, the storm was painting the sky with beams of bright lights.
We were all in awe, and all in all we feared that our eye's sight had been dyed white.
Captain Ed the wise, strapped with his Tec-9..
..lunged outside and was abducted immediately by aliens.
We watched his body soar into the abyss of the red skies.
I said, "Fuck this shit, let's beat feet, haul ass and leave him here!"
...to be continued.
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