These pictures are not a setup. I found the little man perched on a piece of driftwood just as you see him. So that you get some context, the next picture is further away.
I was amazed by the fact that this little figure washed onto the beach and took up a spot as if to say, “I was on a mission.” I took the opportunity to use this figure as a prompt for the following story.
My Mission by John W. Howell ©2015
Transmission number 674. Captain Log Entry 321.
The mission report is being submitted by Captain Swain transmitting my first post hibernation update. My mission for those of you who have monitored this flight these many years was to go out from our world and find a new place for our people. . The trees and flowers could no longer produce the supply of fiber needed to sustain life. Our planet has become congested and sick as a result. We are doomed to suffocate unless I find a new place. Those of you who will receive this report are probably on the verge of existing on little to nothing, and my heart goes out to you. My ship was one of the newer types built to sustain interstellar flight and equipped with life support for three years. Blast off was normal and activation of deep hibernation complete. I awoke to find the auto systems all functioning normally. The testing protocol determined I was in excellent health after such a long trip. The speed log recorded the average speed of travel at light plus velocity. The ship has placed itself in orbit around a beautiful blue planet that seems very much like our own. I have checked the sustainability factors and am ready to descend to the surface. The remainder of my transmission will be using the voice remote systems.
I have put on the protective suit and am in the airlock. The atmospheric readings indicate an ample supply of oxygen and a healthy mix of carbon dioxide and other gasses. Although not proven until I reach the surface it looks like this planet will be our salvation. I have released the lander and am descending. The rate is gentle, and I will attempt a water landing as I’m not sure of the soil composition. Splash down in five, four, three, two, one splashdown.
I am floating with the current. the ambient temperature looks to be seventy degrees. I see land at my ninety degree mark. I have deployed the upright floatation device and am now on land. The sea is calm, and I have cracked the forward hatch. I am about to leave the ship. Now on the ladder I will step into the water. I need to say something here. “One small step for a plastic man, one giant leap for all plastic kind.”
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Thanks for a fun start to my Tuesday, John. Very imaginative; writing from the point of view of “plastic man.” Well done.
First day back at the office. Challenges aplenty, even in the best circumstances… Onward.
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And upward Teagan. Thanks.
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So, Mattel is a planet? I always thought it was a company in California. Learn something every day 🙂
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Yes it is. 🙂
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Now we secretly breed his people and give the plastic corpses of them to our children as toys. I think that’s a Twilight Zone episode in the making.
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Love your twist. Thanks
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An entertaining read and a plastic ending. Gotta love it. The last line made me laugh out loud. 😀 😀
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Thank you. That is a good thing.
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I’m glad he found a new place to colonize. Don’t be surprised when you find the beach filled with little plastic folk in a month or two.
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I think the poor Captain bought the farm by the looks of him.
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Could be he’s just getting ready to shed his skin… you never know with those aliens..
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True. He might have Naugahyde under there.
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And I think it’s gonna be a long, long, time
‘Til touchdown brings me ’round again…Poor Rocket Man😪
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Ha ha ha.The science I don’t understand it’s just my job five days a week
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JW, all you need to know, you know and besides you have always known how to “put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up”. What more is there to know…BT🐳
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Maybe how to write
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Oh my goodness. Your mind never stops.
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Um No. My wife once compared me to a shark since they never stop swimming.
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I love this. One of my favorites you’ve done. Sometimes inspiration strikes in odd happenings.
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Thank you Andra. *Smiles*
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