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I never thought I'd be happy to take orders from a brain in a jar. But an airship needs a chain of command to operate smoothly, and after Captain Michael Peters left on one of his mysterious excursions, there was an ensuing free-for-all that could have ruined a lesser ship. But not the Ventura! This electrical marvel demands better, and if that means a consciousness barely contained in a kilo or two of biomass and an enormous electrical field, then so be it.
At least the brain isn't completely mad. With this obsession about the moon, I was worried it would try and fly us straight through the stratosphere and into space! Naturally the blades couldn't get any traction with the air that thin, but who knows what kind of trouble it might get us in.
For now it's not altitude that's on the brain's mind. Instead, it's charted a course intended to keep the moon in view at all times. I've done the calculations, and those aren't speeds the Ventura was built for. But we keep heading in the moon's direction, and the brain keeps sending its signals.
It might be a fool's journey, but it gives us all something to do, Chief Engineer say's its above my pay grade to worry about, and "Isn't that brain hungry for its flakes just about now, Mr. Hartwell?"
BIOWAVE 9 3CI REPORT
COMMAND ANOMALIES HAVE BEEN RECTIFIED
VENTURA NOW RETURNS TO PRIMARY MISSION
FULL STEAM TOWARDS THE MOON
To Dragon's Tooth - I've been thrown over by a gent named Hartwel Elec 3, so I had to take a different job. Excuse my situation
So I've been abandoned by the crew who have been led by Hartwell Elec 3. So I took another job.
Alright I'm flying to Greece right now. It shouldn't be longer than a day till you get the package
There has been a significant breakdown of the chain of command ever since the brain in the jar arrived. First good ol' Captain Michael Peters disappears on some secret mission, and without a word he's replaced by Captain Sweden, who we know nothing about except for that captain's endless appetite for waffles and syrup. Waffles and syrup for breakfast, lunch, and dinner he is, and made the rest of us eat it too, on our way through the tropical latitudes on toward Amazonia. Then we've got Captain Graciewacie announcing jobs in all different directions, and all the brain in the jar wants to do is drive us towards the Moon! It's times like these I'm thankful for Chief Engineer, though he's a dour sort, at least I know he outranks me. But these officers don't seem to recognize each other! Is it some kind of mutiny? If it comes to that, my money's on the brain in the jar.
Job claimed by Captain Sweden 2018-01-20 06:46:49
I require five pounds of Portland concrete from the Acropolis in Athens, Greece, to be shipped to the Institute of European Timepieces, approximately 1,037 miles down the Amazon river if you follow it from the origin. It's the Victorian-style building with the thousand-foot-high airship docking station behind it. Payment, as always, shall be in gold doubloons.
I'll be expecting a big pay for this job, kind sir. This is a big'n and I'll be puttin myself in a lot of trouble. Bon voyage. Wish me Godspeed, good fellow.
I, graciewacie, am formally accepting the job. :)
The brain in the jar is uneasy about this new Captain. Sure, Captain Michael Peters comes and goes as he pleases, but with all the electronics and wires and mainframes on this ship you might never miss him. Not to be mention the goons in black coming round to install brains in jars. But we've never had a whole new Captain before, like this Captain Sweden. Not that the brain in the jar pays much heed to human comings and goings--it hasn't seemed to care about much except communicating with the moon. It's directed most all the surplus electric output into sending out a stream of signals to the big moon, Diana, and when she slips below the horizon the brain does all it can to redirect the ship back towards it. Which was all fine when we were on our own time, but now this new Captain has us heading off full grid to Amazonia, which at this stage in the lunar cycle means we won't be seeing moonlight for weeks. Who is this Captain? Not so much of happy to-do or a how's your father. Chief Engineer says it's not my job to worry about such things and have you fed the big brain in the jar today, Mr. Hartwell? Well yes I have, says, I, and it's feeling a bit uneasy is what it is.