From a thousand applications, they selected just us few. The launch window fast approaching, this seemed like a dream come true. First they launched an orbiter, our link to Earth, our mother, Then Robots built the base camp, I’ll be sharing with three others. We face a lengthy trip through Space; I hope someone brings cards, confined within a shielded space, fighting boredom and the odds. Solar panels give us light, hydroponics food to eat Where the drinking water is coming from I prefer not to think. This is a one way mission, there’s no plan to bring us back. Just new colonists now and then to bring us all we lack. I’d hoped to have three girls along that I could judge like Paris. Instead I’m with two lesbians and a hairy guy named Boris!
"Lucky " applicant chosen for the Mars one mission to Mars in 2025