Zenith: Rockstars

by Iwriteinmypyjamas

Rating: everyone
Tags: Science Fiction, Alternate Universe, Comedy, Adventure
Length: 381

The life of a rockstar is not a glamorous one. Especially when it involves glowing artifacts of mysterious origins, alien gangsters, pets of said alien gangsters, and bowls of instant noodles.

[size=0.75em]OOC: First off, hello everyone. I just wanted to say it's a pleasure to finally ACTUALLY join this community so that I can share some stupid, hopefully humorous stories with you folks. Now, with the introduction out of the way, I would like to show you an idea I've had for quite some time. I've been thinking about creating a whole new universe filled with a bunch of aliens, planets, languages, spaceships, blah, blah, blah, all the usual Sci-Fi stuff. And, as you can see in the title of this story, I've decided to name the universe the 'Zenith' universe(though that's not the name of the Galaxy it's set in. Imagine it like Discworld.). Hopefully, this will be the first of many stories set in this universe, if they're popular enough, or if I just enjoy writing them which, hopefully, I will. Now, I'm aware this is a huge task, and there's probably gonna be some hiccups along the way, but Hey! Maybe they'll be fun hiccups and you guys will enjoy watching me make them. Okay, so, now that I have that out of the way. Let's get to the story.[/size]

Our three Rockstars, Dingo, Orion and Milky, go about living their days when, as per usual, trouble finds them. Not in the form of ravenous, bloodthirsty space pirates, or the myriad of foul beasts lurking in the confines of deep space, or by the most evil and vile of all things, poor dental hygiene, but in the radiant glow of a mysterious orb the likes of which they've never seen.
And so begins their journey of finding out exactly what this mysterious orb is and what secrets it holds and, most importantly to the group, how much it's worth. That question, like many other times, will get them into trouble. And this time is absolutely no exception.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-26 18:57:52 UTC

Log #1

'Captains log. Stardat-... No, no... that's too much. Okay. Log one. Well, here we are. This my first time doing this, so go easy on me. Well, some of my frien-... some of my fellow Rockstars have mentioned that they keep voice logs, so I decided to give this thing a whirl myself. I'm gonna be honest, I feel a little silly talking to myself, but I suppose I'll get something out of this eventually. They said that it was cathartic in some sort of way. A great way to 'clear the air with oneself' as one of them put it. So, what should I talk about? Erm, let's see... Breakfast today was pretty good. Orion's getting pretty good at making something that's edible now. I guess Milky was getting sick of eating his 'Grandcakes' too so she decided to teach him how to do it. She... is a braver pony than I, I'll say...... Ah, this is stupid. I don't know what to say... Well, one of the guys mentioned that... maybe I should talk about my dreams or what I wanna do with my life or something like that. Yeah... Yeah, I guess that'll do. It's a much more interesting topic than breakfast at least. Okay, so, what do I want. A living, mainly, Being able to survive is pretty good. Perhaps a nice stack of credits tucked away. Heh. Truth is... I don't even really feel like I want that. Truth is, I do this because... I feel like there's something here for me. Something calling out to me. Someone, maybe. Just... somet'. And I suppose I'll just keep on scavenging until the day I finally find that thing. And, I gotta admit, I've grown quite attached to those two. Whether they feel the same way, I can't say. I like to believe that they do, but... can you ever truly say what someone else thinks with one hundred percent certainty? If you could I'd certainly have a few less bad memories. -sigh-. I suppose what I'm trying to say is is that here I feel needed. That there's something here for me. Something big. Something. I know that that something will change my life. And, hey, who knows, I may even find it tod-'