Part 2Well, it seems an Hybrid approach is in order. Thanks for the feedback, now lets get on with the Adventure!
My name is Trepliev1, I am a Robinson
It was supposed to be our last mission before the Robinson's Requiem…before my golden shower back on earth
But it was a trap…
I remember a loud alarm, I remember a struggle, friends, brothers, fighting for the equipment available to us while others ran to the ejection mechanism, parachute in hand, while our ship was spiralling out of control, about to crash in the wilderness of Zarathustra.
One of them, I don't remember who, sucker punched me and took the supplies I had...err..."gathered" in my haste, leaving me with only the clothes on my back, my Sesame personal mini-computer, an empty bag and my white booklet as my sole possessions.
I don't remember how I got to the ejection mechanism or how long I was unconscious.
But the wilderness around me is buzzing with activity. I wonder how many of us survived the crash…Where did I land? Luckily, I just have a few bruises, it could have been much much worse. I can see smoke coming from the south…I'm going to go investigate.
Sesame…don't fail me now