Self-Prescribed Narrative Drive

Travel far enough and you'll see them, the echoes of long lost explorers who sailed across the stars searching hopelessly for meaning. And it's that same unsettlingly ambiguous quest that you find yourself in the throes of now. It decided to bring you here, again. This sparse landscape of freezing tundra lays bare before you, taunting you. How many times will you return to this frigid rock? What else is there to see, to do, to discover? An infinite universe and enough hyperfuel to see it all, and yet you're here, again. Sitting in the cockpit of your ship you pull up the charter and find that this planet remains unnamed. Although you've been here now countless times, no other explorer has stood upon its soil. Before uploading it to the Korvax star charts, you decide to plant a flag, to give it a name of its own. You type "Poopbutt Prime" into the system and send it off to the galactic research hub. You feel better, and initiate the launch thrusters to put Poopbutt Prime behind you. ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★