A Glittertech's Diary

If this book is ever found my name is Tempest and my home planet is glitterplanet Dent ruled by the Star-Crossed Imperium or at least it was I left the planet 152 years ago. I have decided to record my time here on this rimworld, because if I ever die unexpectedly or leave this god forsaken rock. My diary will probably make a best selling book on my home planet or any other glitter-tech planet maybe even some urbworlds. With the preface to this out of the way my space ship crashed today. I was on my way to a private planet with no other human life as a survival challenge, due to the simulators getting to boring. However my ship was hit by a waste container taking out the central and navigational AI with either of those the ship activated emergency procedures to eject all cargo and occupants. At the time we were close to a rimworld which pulled the wreckage and almost all eject contents to itself, as I am writing this there are still pieces of debris streaking down on the planet. Luckily however my favorite pet a kitsune named Kitsuna while not the most original name she seems to like it, some supplies also dropped nearby such as the R-11 charge rifle capable of firing plasma bolts at speeds that not even a time freezing god can observe, survival ration, gold, steel, basic tools, and some wood. Using what materials I could gather with the basic tools I constructed a small base dug into a near by hill. Just as I was finished installing the steel front door three people crested the small hill. Judging by their gear they where tribals probably from a nearby settlement, who had come to investigate some of the "starfall" as they would term in years to come. As they ran down the hill brandishing their weapons a axe, sword, and a long bow, not that these would be much use I pulled the charge rifle off my back and set it to single shot. Taking potshots at these tribal raiders I managed to hit each raider with one shot each one took a hit to the head instantly killing him, the next one took a shot to the knee cleanly knocking everything below it off, and the final raider took it in the stomach and made it the closest before falling over due to blood loss. Feeling ecstatic at having killed 3 more people I took their bodies to my butchering room where I skinned, bled, and butchered their bodies. Now in possession of some leathery material, human leather, I could finish the recreation room and Kitsuna's bed. Even though the sun was setting I though know would be the optimum time to do a bit of research and start recording my time here. I though hard and long what would be necessary for my continued survival here, my first though was to make contact with anything orbit so the tech group categorized as microelectronics, manpower or at least someone other then me to do all the work so cloning or robotics, some form of quick transport preferably flying, and finally early warning system for raids and other hostile events like earthquakes or meteor showers. Thank god for all the archotech implants I have researching this with out access to everyone else's work would take forever at least I can cut the time from months and years to months and weeks. Ah archotech the final frontier of current human understanding a set of technology so advanced that is can self replicate and be the basis of almost all AI and Persona core tech today.