This is Mr. Airhose sending out a transmission from the S.W.O.T. Enterprise. My excommunication from planet earth after a failed light mission at first left me with feelings of profound rejection and unavoidable grief, but now as I have embarked on this adventure into the cosmos I am finding myself coming to a greater appreciation for life and the beauty of experience.

I still have hope that one day I may be able to return to the only home I've come to know, but in the meantime transmissions I receive have given me undeniable proof that outer space is only as cold as its inhabitants are willing to put up with, and we're all united under the atmosphere of hope and understanding that keeps us from freezing over. If not planet earth, maybe there is a place for me somewhere out there, and the code 14:14 persists in guiding my way.

My mildly concerning brief passing through sub region FLR9-B has allowed me to pinpoint my location generally in sector Gama 12, where it is said that asteroids politely wait their turn, whatever that means, so I can safely bet that my awaiting moments should remain mostly undisturbed as i pass through docile territory, apart from its potentially hostile sub regions. But as I have been experiencing, transmissions are abundant in the vastness of the cosmos.

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This is Mr. Airhose sending out a transmission from the S.W.O.T. Enterprise. My travels have lead me to what I consider to be many valuable and interesting experiences and encounters. The transmissions I have been receiving in response to my code 14:14 have not only provided fuel for my ship, but also proverbially nutrient rich food for thought. I am sending out this same code 14:14 for those with ears to hear who are willing to receive it.

My newfound crew mate still lacks a name, as it would seam everyone has the same difficulty I am experiencing in receiving it; but what he doesn't lack is a personality and appearance that would make even a Vogon smile.

My coordinates remain unknown, as I am sure is to be expected at this point, but thankfully my receiver is fully functional, and who needs to know precisely where they are if fuel is not an issue? Not this cosmonaut at least. And my receiver continues to prove its usefulness now as a transmission finds its way to my aid.

Receiving Transmission.

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This is Mr. Airhose, sending out a transmission from the S.W.O.T. enterprise., still roaming through the cosmos at this time, with only brief moments of respite followed by immediate call to action that has taken me farther along my journey with no perceived end in sight. I am sending out a code 14:14 for anyone willing to receive.

Since my exodus from planet earth in sector zz plural z alpha, I have received many extensions of grace towards me through transmissions, supporting my journey supplying fuel for my ship, and allowing me to take part in the journeys of others, and for that I am truly grateful.

My request for aid extends with gratitude for all those willing to respond. Unfortunately my coordinates remain obscured by time and, well, space. But I know I'm still in the Mazzaroth System. In addition to this update, I'd like to include the introduction to a small, marshmallow looking thing that has crept on to my ship, whom I have decided to keep as a pet, though what has not been decided is its name. Perhaps someone out there has it, but I myself seam not to be able to properly receive it on my own. With this transmission I submit a question: has anyone a name for my new found friend?

That being said, I am receiving a transmission. Receiving transmission.

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This is Mr. Airhose, sending out a transmission from the S.W.O.T. enterprise from... Somewhere in the Mazzaroth system. I am sending out a code 14:14 for anyone willing to receive it.

I have left sector Z Z PLURAL Z ALPHA in an attempt to find a hospitable system considering a failed light mission in which the attempted delivery was rejected. While this may have been an oversight on my part in being inconsiderate towards the planets inhabitants engaging in what may be considered to be a less than tactful aproach, the reason for the rejection remains unclear.

I am currently seeking any stations or docking bays willing to aid my journey by supplying fuel for my ship so I can continue my voyage into the cosmos. In exchange, I will hear your stories and spread any information you find necessary through the airwaves.

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