Elyssia, Armages (arh-may-jes) District. Year 195, day 100 of 300. My name is Meredith Keats. This is my first time using a log book. I found no hope of surviving off of what we were left to live with after the War of Technology. This is the age of depression...don't know how long it'll last, don't know if we'll live...I still hope though...I decided to send my little brother to Earth because he will not survive as a toddler here too. So here I go...pressing the button...he's off...good-bye my little brother...Kinetta.
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Year 211, day 51 of 300. Looking at the bronze steam powered clock, I sit here how amazed how fast time went. I was also amazed of how I still lived through the Depression of Elyssia. If I were to keep Kinetta here, we would have both died...except I still feel very selfish about myself for sending him away like that. He's probably dead...no one probably took him in...and just left him crying in the pod...*sniffles* I regret sending him to Earth and have him die there while I live here! I'm such an evil person...oww...my eyes...I can't even cry because it'll cause my eyes to malfunction and leave me blind...nano technology does have it's ups and downs. Oh Ford... (*NOTE: If you have read the book Brave New World, you will understand the reference of rather than God, it's Ford. Except the people in Elyssia are not conditioned like the people in Brave New World.)
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Year 211, day 103 of 300. Oh I just hated day 100...remembering what I did...ugh okay, I really need to stop feeling so down about myself. Then again, I don't have any friends to vent out to either than this out-dated log book...now people can delete memories from their brains or release steam! I decided not to get the newest upgrade for the human body since I am scared of surgery. I can't handle sitting there awake, knowing my brain is wide open. I mean, what if they cut one of my precious brain cells? My knowledge! Aaahhh! Then I'd be stupid! I'll end up like Class 5's...the scum of Elyssia! I worked so hard to be a Class 2! Okay okay...breathe Meredith, breathe...phew...well, what else is there to say? Heh...like earlier how Arthur ripped a loud one at mech work today...pffft, and out of all the times, when everyone falls silent! That was hysterical! "HEY I HEARD THAT MEREDITH!" Uh oh...I better run! KYAAAH! *KSHZZZZZZZZT*
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Year 212, day 1 of 300. Ah...brand new year! Oh joy, the party was great last night! *Yaaaaaawwwn* Mmnh...oii my head...I think I had a little too much to drink last night...what did I do anyways...? "Heheh...spent the new year with me baby..." WHAT THE?! OH FORD! I SLEPT WITH YOU--AAAAHHHHHHH!!!! CONOR!!!! *huff huff* "Hey where ya goin' baby--GAAAHHH!" TAKE THAT YOU-YOU-AAAGGGHHH!!! I feel so dirty now! "Doesn't help if you're sitting on me...nude..." Oh Ford, someone kill me now!
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Year 212, day 2 of 300. Uh...sorry about that, didn't mean for that to be recorded eheheheh...anyway! Hmm, these red eyes meant I was a mechanic? I did not know that! It's rather sad I don't know who my mother or father was...I mean I do know who mother was, which her name is Elanor Keats, but I only saw her before she passed after giving birth to Kinetta. And these eyes were manufactured by father! Something Keats...I know his name starts with an R...but doesn't say on this device! *Beep beep* Oh! Order received! Yeah, I work a sorry-ass job for a Class 2...a mailer. Checking computer...hmm...? Ah, someone wants to learn how to be an advanced steam mechanical engineer here on Elyssia, Solarius Academy at Sectorus District...wait a second, from Earth? This request is sent by...OH MY FORD! KINETTA?! OH THANK FORD HE'S ALIVE!!!! Gasp! I must see him! Oh thank ford, thank ford....I will part tomorrow and see my lost brother! I have much to tell him!
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Year 212, day 3 of 300. Well I have packed up my belongings! I must part now...wait, double checking things. Okay so I have my goggles, pocket watches...one, two, three, four...ten! Yup all Ten of them! Now my alluring steampunk dresses! Then my lingerie...hehe just in case there's any cute guys on Earth...alrighty! I am ready! Ngh...well now, the cockpit of this ship is smaller than I thought! Eh, I'll manage, it'll just take eight days if I cut through space. I hope I don't cross through that evil realm again...that was freakin' scary!!! Red people with black horns and pitch forks...fire everywhere...brrrrhhh...gives me shivers every time I think of it...well, here I go! Okay...on! Fire engines and...wait, this is a Type VX! I don't know how to pilot this--KYYYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! CRAP My log bo......!
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Elyssia the Lost Paradise
Ficção CientíficaA sci-fi romantic comedy steampunk story about a young boy named Kinetta who has no knowledge of his real family. He was found off of the streets and adopted to the money hungry, power hungry Malzaheimer family. He is fascinated by steampunk and wo...
