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poem: Planetary Ship 'Hot dancer'
a little something different based on a bit of previous work.
[ Copyright by me, 201o. All Rights Reserved. ]
[ But you can download it and read it.]
[ opening background music: 'Light my Fire' by The Doors ]
Narrator voice over:
This isn't your parents' sojourn to tropical climes, nor a visit to
the relaxing tourist spots in the outer solar system. This is a bit
of a dancing space ship, where its warmer. After all, not everyone
wants to visit the Giant planets of Sol System... space-rad hardened
suits required. Meals and drinks will only be provided during the
return journey.
No eating for 2 hours before liftoff, from Venus Station.
No full bladders allowed. No tourist vac-suits. If ya
can't handle sudden acceleration shifts,
and gravity changes,
no need to buy a ticket for the flight.
Scene on the view screens:
A few departures after the equipment checks, some didn't have the
required gear. That ticket agent will be retrained. A few arrivals.
Suits checked as they walk on, one rejected.
Passenger cabin:
Heavily padded and hydraulic seats. Water cushions underneath the
foam.
Passengers buckling up for safety.
Warning signs everywhere.
'If you fail to buckle up, we are not responsible for death and
major body damage !'
'The crew is fully insured. Are you ? Insurance available at the
ticket boot on Venus Station.'
A change in cabin pressure as the hatch closes. Several people
hastily close their face plates.
Warning signs flashing 'Buckle up ! Check your suits and safety
harness !'
The crew floats through and checks the multi-harness system of each
passenger. The computer does the same, but its always good to check
it manually. Reassures the passengers.
Adjustments are made to the ship's orbit. now that it is no longer
attached to Venus Station.
Some must not have read the brochures... they gasp as the ship goes
past Venus, and continues inward.
Mercury couldn't be the destination, its on the other side of the
Sun right now...
The ship continues onward.
The local star, our solar system's Sun gets closer and closer. The
corona glows and twists.
FLARE !
A massive chunk of the Sun leaps outward, dwarfing the tiny metal
ship of passengers and crew.
Twist, engines accelerate, drastic orbit change.
The ship manages to dodge the matter.
For those with the gear, they notice a slight increase in the
background count.
The passengers don't know why the slight hesitation, but it was the
pilot who froze. The Captain has taken over the ship handling. The
Captain uses a metal replica of a small version of a wooden 1870s
steamboat wheel to guide the ship. Never had much trust in the
joystick used by the pilot anyway.
The Sun is coming closer and closer. It now fills the 'sky'.
[ background music: 'Crystal Ship' by The Doors ]
The ship's hull becomes transparent.
It starts a slow Immelman loop, while slowly twisting on its
longitudinal axis.
Snap roll to port, snap roll to starboard.
The corona approaches. Mercury's orbit is left behind.
Diiiiiive ! towards the solar surface.
Hard aport, the gravity field increases...
in and out of various parts of the corona.
the prominences leap upwards licking at the ship. Yum. Yum.
snap roll to starboard while rolling sharply forward.
The ship is now halfway back out to Mercury's orbit.
A slight pause for the ship's hull to cool down.
Diiiive !
The sun fills the view.
Snap roll.
Snap roll.
A few faint screams.
One was a deep bass voice.
Snap roll.
Loop the loop.
Full stop.
Narrator's voice over:
This concludes our orientation for this flight.
Flight Attendant's voice:
"We are now approaching the Sun. Diiiive !"
[ background muisic: 'Desperate, but not Serious' by Adam Ant ]
[exeunt]
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