Fallen from the Stars
Prologue
I'm a gunsmith, or rather; I used to be one back in the days. It's probably a couple of years ago at this point, I don't know for sure. I tell you, cryosleep totally disturbs your sense of time.
Anyway, that's not so relevant now. What matters is what happened and what's happening now. My name is Robert Seafield, chief engineer of UNS Curiosity, oftentimes known by the callsign "Ironhead". We were making a fairly long trip through space and so I entered a cryosleep pod to preserve my biological age. However, when I woke up it was not to the serene silence one would expect, but instead I heard thundering explosions and felt the ship shake heavily under my feet as I left the pod. I bit my teeth hard at the cutting sharp sound of rasping metal and deafening collisions of falling furniture and ship components against the floor.
I concluded that we must be under attack and quickly set off toward the closest escape pods in the stern. The way there was a bumpy one, making me feel like the clumsy hero of some comedic action movie as I stumbled forward and it wasn't without some aching body parts that I made it to my goal. To my great relief though, I managed it without any more severe wounds and seemed to have gotten there in time. I found two of my crewmates; my co-worker the rocket engineer Maskinnen and the ship-chef Morrin. They were already entering their vessels and we exchanged no more than a glance before I opened mine. I threw a final gaze behind me to see the ship go down with some enormous, rumbling cracks. Then, not intending to waste another second on this death trap of a place, I seated myself in the pod, closed the door and launched away.
After what felt like an eternity the computer signalled that I was approaching ground and as I thought of the odds to hit a planet, that eternity didn't seem like such a long time after all. The pod made a smooth, one can even say graceful, landing. Eager for having survived, but also scared of where I might have landed, I let the door open and stepped outside. I was met by the astoundingly beautiful morning light of a savanna and thought that maybe this wasn't too bad after all.
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Hi guys! That's it for the first entry of this story, which I hope I can make an enjoyable read for you. After all, RimWorld is a game that lends itself very well to storytelling.