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183 19 5, 7:49pm

Fan journal time!
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I watch the landscape glide smoothly below me. I decide to save the view before me and upload an amendment to my posting on the G-workboard.

+-APOLOGIES POTENTIAL CONSUMERS-+
DUE TO CURRENT SITUATIONS IT HAS BEEN NECESSARY FOR ME TO ACT IN THE CAPACITY OF AN ANCHOR FOR THE TUB OF CAPTANIA. DUE TO THE DEMANDING NATURE OF THIS JOB AN IMMEDIATE RESPONSE CANNOT BE PROVIDED FOR YOUR SIGN-PAINTING NEEDS. IF YOU REQUIRE URGENT SIGN PAINTING ASSISTANCE I MAY BE FOUND AT 54.129455 NORTH AND 7.722500 EAST

++You have been disconnected from Server 1 (North America). Your message will be delivered when connection is regained. Your IP (2001:ca2f::ff00:3b:2af9) will be recorded for quality of service purposes.++

Stupid server connection. How am I going to run a business if I cannot notify my customers of absences? This will surely affect my good standing in the painting industry. I will have to file a ticket to complain about the poor service I am receiving.

What? Server not found?

Disgruntled, I return to my project of mapping the entire Earth in high resolution as it passes under me. After all, you never really know when you need a map.

Suddenly another piece of gobble-text covered by entire right eye.

++WARNING++
++YOU ARE APPROACHING A NO-FLY ZONE AROUND BACKUP TRANSMITTER A185-E-1 SERVING REGION 319A-06. FAILURE OF THIS TRANSMITTER WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE LOSS OF G-DIRECTORATE SERVICES FOR THE SURROUNDINGS. YOU DO NOT HAVE THE APPROPRIATE CLEARANCE TO APPROACH IT. PLEASE CEASE FLIGHT AND LAND IMMEDIATELY OR COUNTERMEASURES WILL BE TAKEN++

Then something hit me in the back of the head. It hurt terribly and something ran down my face. My right arm instinctively grabbed for a piece of exposed metal to hold onto. Before I knew what I was doing, I had wrapped the cable around me and began pulling the balloon groundward in compliance with the gobble text. Silly me. That is what always happens when I forget to control my right arm. It always tries to get me into embarrassing situations if I do not keep an eye on it. Like that time it lent my sword to Snippy without my permission and that made him so mad at me that he refused to give it back.

Above me, Captain was hollering at me.

"WHY HAVE WE STOPPED HERE? THERE IS A MUCH BETTER PARKING-SPOT CLOSER TO OUR DESTINATION OVER THERE!"

"RIGHT ARM INSISTS THAT THIS IS A NICE SPOT FOR STOPPING!" I shouted back. I wondered if Captain could hear me. He probably would understand, if he could.

Well, I suppose now is as good a time to finish reeling in the balloon so that I may return to my full-time job as soon as possible. After all, my sign-painting customers will not be too happy if I cannot ensure prompt availability of my services to them.






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