They respond, “Thank you. Now if you may please enter the car on the passenger's side.” \n\n[[Enter the car on the passenger side.]]\n
“Thank you place your left hand for recognition.” It asks kindly and softly. \n\n[[Place your left hand for recognition.]]\n
You exit your room, and walk around the circular ring about 90° to the right away from your room and enter the mess hall. As you enter you are greeted by the lunchroom A.I. as so, “Hello there Captain Roscaul, for breakfast today we have artificial eggs, and bacon. And as the chef’s special a biscuit with gravy.” You nod towards the A.I. as you grab a tray, and then go ahead sauntering through the line. To be completely honest you don’t mind waiting in line, but of course what does piss you off is when some fat tourist skips you in line. But what can you do. Anyway you still don’t understand why they sent you and your team on a cruise rocket, but at least the majority of these well tourist are nice. I mean it does break up the monotony of seeing the same faces over, and over again, but whatever the case is you’re only here to do your job and go back home afterwards. The line is pretty long still so I guess you’ll just have to reminisce about the past some more.\n\n[[Reminisce about your family.]]\n
Some people just don’t have the audacity to appreciate their work. As the rockets blare, people begin to cheer as if their mission is over, but to be all honest it isn’t over yet. You still have work to do. You have to set up the telephone. The space ship finally reaches the mars spaceship landing station. We park in the red spot on the tarmac. What a feat of scientific technology this journey is. But nevertheless we needed to go ahead, and connect the main exiting hub with the main entrance hub of the Mars’ station. I yell towards Jamie, “Connect the exit to their entrance.” \nHe laughs and replies, “Shouldn’t we ask for permission first.”\n“This isn’t sex private.” I respond. \n“Aye Captain.” He says resolute with the outcome. And he goes ahead and starts pushing some buttons that then reveals our exit hub to their entrance hub. Well You guess it’s time to unbuckle your self, and to go get the telephone materials.\n\n[[Unbuckle yourself.]]\n
You are greeted with Some security guards that greet you and ask you to put the box onto a scanner. \n\n[[Put the box onto a scanner.]]\n
To day is the big day. The day you install the first ever interplanetary telephone on mars. It might seem like something trivial to most people, but to be completely honest it’ll be the first ever direct communication to earth from mars. I mean sure we’ve had radios installed in mars that picks up stuff from earth, but never a line in which people could communicate easily. Your name will forever go down in history for keeping the telephone relevant to this day. But no matter to you this is just a simple job to you all you really have to do is just keep the materials safe and set up the thing up. Now if you don’t mind can you please wake up.\n\n[[Wake up.]]\n
As you approach the robot it immediately recognizes you, and says. “Mr.Roscaul I’m here to take you towards the Mars MGH so that way you can install a certain device I’m told. \nYou reply, “Lovely day to make history.” \n“Yes you’re absolutely right.” They say resolute. “Now if you’d follow me.” They say as they begin to walk. \n\n[[Follow them.]]\n
As you scan the room you notice your second in command is also looking around the room, and stops and stares at you as soon as his eye fall upon you. As you traverse the room filled with computers and monitors, you never really understood that there was nothing else to really do here other than sleep, and eat, and read and write on the computer. Hell it might even be a writer’s dream space travel. I mean it’s not like writers haven’t influenced funds for science categories. But whatever. You finally reach your second in command and say. “How’s everything doing, Johnny, boy??” \nHe responds in his normal voice which is soft almost as a baby’s face, “Everything is well, and up, and running, Sir.” \n“That’s good to hear. Have communications contacted mars landing yet?” \n“Yes they have, sir, and they are ready for pick up of both materials and pople, sir.” \n“Very good then. “\n\n[[Ask a joke question.]]\n\n[[Let Johnny boy off the job to eat.]]
Yeah it’s probably best if you just look over some of your more than lackluster co-workers for the time being. After scaring some now shitless people while they most likely played minesweeper EXTREME. You never really understood why putting EXTREME in all capital letters as a thing, but you guess that the human mind can’t really create anything really new. We must constantly repeat the same shit over and over again. But whatever the case as we approach mars gravity is slowly applied to us. and as always we must be strapped into a seat. Even the A.I. comes onto the command and says, “We are slowly descending into Mars’ atmosphere we require that all people must strap into a seat of some kind whether it be in their rooms, or the mess hall, or bathrooms.” It’s always kinda of funny to hear that bathroom it’s like, “Oh shit I’m shiting throught the atmosphere.” But you guess it’s better than nothing. Anyway you strap yourself into your seat at the front of the tinted window at the front. You look upon the fading stars as you enter Mars’ atmosphere. The darkish redness of the atmosphere reminds you a bit of the blueish green atmosphere on earth. Anyways after a while you feel as though your weight grows on you. Ahhh Gravity what such wonderful fun. But whatever the case is the landing thrusters start to go as someone close to you pushes a button.\n\n[[You tell them, “Good job.”]]\n\n[[Tell them, “that’s a good idea rather than crashing.”]]
You start to eat the brow bar that you assume is the bacon. It taste delicious in the way that school food taste delicious to kids, most likely due to how unhealthy they are. It is surprising that even in old websites like Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr people still complained about school food and surprisingly when it came their turn to make laws to change that guess what they didn’t. If anything they are just being fucking hypocrites. If they truly cared about it then they would of changed it, but nooooooooooo, “We have to spend money on shit like useless wars.” Whatever You guess some people just don’t like to change things. Anyways you soon take a bite out of white block with a yellow spot. It’s okay You guess a bit salty though. You then choses to taste the biscuit. And like always the best thing is from chef mostly because he makes everything fresh, and also because that’s what a chef does make things taste good. I then quickly to a slurp of the container with gravy. and it tasted like all fluids in space darn good and fun to drink if it weren’t for the fact that it always tries to choke you if you drink large amounts so remember kids stick to small sip in space. Either way I don’t believe in the fact that Someone actually died in outer space by choking on water, but if the scientist say so you gotta do it. Oh look at the time we should be almost to Mars. I’d better get on deck.\n\n[[Go to the main deck.]] \n
They enter on the driver’s side, and start to back up, and then go onto the road.\n\n[[Ask how long is the ride going to be.]]\n
[[They seem to ignore you.]]
You hit the button for the Presidential Suite. It’s of course obviously where the president is. You go ahead and wait in the elevator until it finally reaches the PS. \n\n[[Exit the elevator.]]\n
You press the button, and wait for the elevator to come. It comes quick and fast. You enter the elevator. \n\n[[Press the button for the PS]]\n
As you exit the storage room you see that most of the people have already left to the exit. One of the few of the people left is the janitor Paul. He’s working so it’s best if I don’t bother him. \n\n[[Exit to the circular hall.]] \n
You quickly look at the line again, and see that only a few people are left in the front of you in the line. You ready your tray to pick up some food, and set forth a foot, as you are greeted with White shit with a yellow spot and brown blocks from the machine, and move towards the chef. And say...\n\n[[“Good morning chef.”]]\n
You go exactly 90° to the right of of the control room. Time to exit the circular room. \n\n[[Exit the circular room, and enter the exit hub.]]\n
It’s actually quite easy. to set up this phone all you have to do is just go ahead, and point the red beam sender towards earth. Which with the UPS tracker set to earth it’s fairly easy all you have to do is just put the red beam sender on the tracker on the UPS. As you finish the phone you hand it to the president. \nHe says, “How about you go ahead, and make the first call you’ve been through a lot.” \nYou go ahead, and press the only button on the phone, and put it to your ears. \n“Hello this is President Phent you’re on I’ve got just about the whole of earth listening so if their is something you wanted to say then say it.” \n\n[[“Robots are equals.”]]
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Christopher "Cdf121" Font
“Hey Captain!!!” Oh god it’s her you think as she puts her hand on your shoulder, and pulls you towards her. “Hey captain.” She says in her overly excited voice of her with her sound piercing your eardrums. “So I’ve been meaning to talk to you lately you haven’t been coming to your check ups recently, and I know a certain someone who needs one.” The last bit she says with a patronizingly cheerful change of voice.\n\n[[Speak to her.]]
“Alright you’re relieved from duty, Johnny, boy.”\n“Okay, sir.” \n“And remember to get some shut eye and breakfast.” Well there doesn't seem to be any reason to stay here other than to wait for them to land. \n\n[[Wait for them to land.]]\n
Thank you for playing IGT also known as Intergalactic telephone. \nGame written by Christopher “Cdf121” Font for Ludum Dare 30. \nMusic by Bob Varney. Found on https://archive.org/details/BeethovenPianoSonataNo.5 .The folowing music is in the Public Domain.
There is only a small group of people with signs of names at the end of the conveyor belt. But whatever the case you see your name their among the crowd as you go and approach them you realize it isn’t a them, and rather an Robot of fucking course. Using the labor in which you can turn off at any moment in time like a slave to do everything. Fucking disgusting, but what can you do. Maybe one day we’ll have equality between robots, and humans. But today is not that day. \n\n[[Approach the robot.]]\n
You wait in silence not talking to one another. As soon as you reach the MGH. The robot says, “Well here you are.”\nYou reply, “Thank you.” And exit the vehicle, the trunk pops open, and you grab the materials.\n\n[[Go inside the building.]]\n
As you open from your slumber You notice what day it is. \nIntergalactic Calendar\n42/234/18409362\nIt’s been a while since you were last awake.\n\n[[Remember the last moment you were awake.]]\n
You enter the next room, and are greeted with the Mars President. You two shake hands in front of more paparazzi. Then the Mars president asks you, “Well I have something in store for you.” He says with a grin. \n\n[[Ask him what it is.]] \n
You wonder whether or not your mother will be praying for you or not. Even though you told her years ago that you don’t believe in that sort of thing. Then again it has been a long time since you were in contact with her for all you know she could be dead, but you guess that’s the chance you got to take with important jobs. Your Father on the other hand ever since he died on the ISS fixing the indoor plumbing people have been afraid to use toilets in space you of course are not because well it’s always nice to hope you’ll die while shitting. Like for example you live like you were, a little fucking shit. \n“Hey!!” You hear someone yell at you.\n\n[[Look away and hope they don’t see you.]]\n\n[[Look at her.]]
As you look upon the masses of place to be strapped in to eat food you see a table with no one in it. You go there and sit down.\n\n[[Eat breakfast.]]\n
As of standard protocol ever since the incident of 2055. You have no idea why they still use the Gregorian calendar name for the incident even if the Intergalactic calendar was developed already, but whatever the idiotic case for it is I shall still tell you about what happened. There were three crewmates, Josuagh Wagathorne, Harry Roscaul, and Genty Phent. All three of them were part of mission building #1 obviously they were there because they were to build houses for the people who would in the future live on mars. Unfortunately there were some implications due to the fact that there were unfit for the task of spaceflight, and somehow one of them went well according to your science teacher, “Fucking insane,” and started to break a hole in the window of the rocket. Unfortunately the one who supposedly went, “Fucking insane,” was well your great great grandfather. This fact was the only thing going through your head as you were lowered into the cryogenic stasis module. You’d probably find it silly if it weren't for the fact that this incredibly delayed further space flight until, “The Great Uncovery of 2089,” but nonetheless the idea of using the Gregorian calendar still is stupid to you. \n\n[[Okay enough of this history lesson get back to making history.]]\n
[[They seem to ignore you.]]
“It’s been a pleasure working with you too, CDF121.” I say as I pass through the door. It’s very, how do you say, the fact that CDF121 will most likely be stripped for parts in the future. But what can you do technology evolves quickly. Especially with robots that teach themselves. As you exit you are greeted with another A.I. who says, “Welcome to the Mars SSL Remember there is no use for helmets, or space suits ever since the discovery that all failed experiments of plant life on mars was due to a failure to water them.” You respond, “Thank You,” as you walk onto the conveyor belt towards the exit of the Mars SSL. \n\n[[Look for the people suppose to take you to the building in which you will build the telephone.]]
All that is really in your room is a desk with a computer with full access to the cameras in this rather luxurious spaceship and chair and your former cryogenic chamber. To be completely honest the blindingly white lights and paints are stupid in your opinion.\n\n[[Go to the mess hall]]\n
“No.” You say in the harshest tone of voice you can. \n“Awww...,” she says as if she’s five. “But you promised you would at least have one session with me before the trip was over.”\n\n[[“I lied.” you say with your voice cracking a bit.]]\n
“Have you slept in the last three days?” \n“No, sir.” He says with a grin.\n\n[[Let Johnny boy off the job to eat.]]
“Morning captain.” He says to you.\n“What’ll be today chef?” You respond.\n“Biscuits and packaged gravy.” He says with a smile. \n“Wow that sounds good, You sure you didn’t steal some stuff from our emergency rations?” I say jokingly.\n“Yeah I took the gravy from there, or was it the waste center? I always get them mixed up.” He says with his uplifting smile.\n“Hahaha. You’re killing me.” I reply as I grab a biscuit and package of gravy. “Anyways, thank you.” \n“You bet.” he says with a smile. As you leave him be to work\n\n[[Find a seat to sit down.]]\n
“You’re no fun Mr.Poopypants.” She says as if that’s spouse to make you feel bad rather than making her look foolish.\n“Now if you don’t mind I’d rather eat my breakfast in peace.” You say with a gentle happiness in your voice and a sly smile on your face.\n“Fine, but you own me two visits on the way back to earth.” She says cheerfully as if she’s won some argument or something, but in all reality she just acted like a kid. But either way who knew that Therapists can be such a child, let alone necessary in space travel. Your stomach growls suddenly\n\n[[How much longer is this line?]] \n
You do so, and after a pat down are given the all clear to enter. \n\n[[Enter the next room.]]\n
You enter the building, and are greeted with the flies that are the paparazzi of Mars willing to print any story for a buck even if they go over their word count. But you fake a smile, and are greeted with some people who call themselves The Representatives of the Mars republic. They seem to be happy to see you. As they show you the way towards the elevator they try to talk to you about getting registered as a Mars resident and voting for their party. Whatever the case is you tell them you’re not interested in it, and that you are going back to earth as soon as possible. \n\n[[Enter the elevator.]]\n
You ask them, “So how long is this ride going to be?” \n“Oh not long sir,” They reply.\n“That’s good I just can’t wait to get paid.” You respond. \nYou both fall to an awkward silence. \n\n[[Wait out the rest of the ride.]]\n
You go ahead, and go to the storage room which is the door to your left inside of the control room. As you enter it you notice that that there is only a couple boxes left unopened, most likely due to the fact that those are emergency rations. You go towards the metallic box, and grab it. what’s in this box will change the worlds for ever. It’s kinda of amazing that you’ve been able to get to be part of that history. And you’re getting paid for it. Such an amazing day this’ll be. \n\n[[Better go ahead, and move towards the exit.]]\n
\n“Thank you Captian Roscaul. You may enter.” The A.I. says.\n“Thank you.” You respond. \n“You’re welcome.” It replies.\nAs you enter the main control room you understand that not everyone is there. But nonetheless all you really need nowadays is an A.I. to land a spaceship. They are fairly intelligent sometimes even more intelligent than a human being. But what can you do most people treat them like scrap instead of what they truly are, equal to humans. But the Anti-Robotics act of 2034 prohibited the use of calling any and I quote, “Robotic or technological entity as if they are as equal to the human species in any way shape or form,” What a bunch of fucking bullshit all they wanted to do is just prevent Human Technological relationship also know as the technohumanism. They were just afraid of people fucking Robots and getting married, and stuff. But whatever apparently were all for oppression in couples. Anyway you should probably talk to your second in command. \n\n[[Look for your second in command.]]
He says to first set up the phone.\n\n[[Set up the phone.]]
You get up and out of the bed that used to be your cryogenic storage unit. You put on some clothes other than your undergarments. and ponder if you should you go to the mess hall first or look around in your room. \n\n[[Look around your room.]]\n\n[[Go to the mess hall]]\n\n
[[Epilogue.]]\n
You will be known for starting the push for equality between robots, and humanity. But unfortunately you will die before that happens and to be completely honest it sort of bugs you even to your death bed that you never got to see them become equals. But at least you made a start.\n\n[[The end.]]\n
You exit to the circular hall. Ahhh how you miss flying around this place, but work is work better get to the exit.\n\n[[Exit to the Exit Hub.]] \n
As you’re exiting the circular room the A.I. says, “It’s been a pleasure working with you Captain Roscaul.”\n\n[[Respond.]]\n
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You put the tray back, and exit the mess hall going about 90° to the right from the center of the circular path you reach the main control room. Before entering the room the onboard computer A.I. asks you, “please place your right hand first for recognition. “\n\n[[Place your right hand for recognition.]]\n
You notice who it was that was yelling for you, and immediately wished you hadn’t. “Hey captain.” She says in her overly excited voice of her with her sound piercing your eardrums. “So I’ve been meaning to talk to you lately you haven’t been coming to your check ups recently, and I know a certain someone who needs one.” The last bit she says with a patronizingly cheerful change of voice.\n\n[[Speak to her.]]
It’s a very simple walk as you go towards the car. They open the door to the trunk and ask you, “Can you please put the materials in this trunk.” \n\n[[Put the materials into the trunk.]]
\n[[Get up, and go to storage room.]]