Why didn't anyone tell me that Andy Weir wrote a new chapter for The Martian???
From Andy Weir's Facebook page (11 Feb. 2024):
It was ten years ago today that The Martian hit shelves. I owe everything that happened since then to you, my readers. I can't thank you enough. So, for the hell of it, I wrote some additional content for The Martian.
For your reading pleasure: The Martian: Lost Sols.
book to movie adaptations generally suck, but reblog with ur exception in the tags
Given how humanity reacts to life in general, can we picture the INSANELY good memes that would have been made in the Martian universe while they tried to rescue Watney?
Gotta do everything my damn self in this house smh
On my Martian bullshit again
My man Mark would record a video discussing life in the Hab and talk about Lewis’s music, and proceed to give an example. Mark Watney would Rickroll the entire Internet from another planet.
headcanon: when mark watney’s logs are released to the public and nasa censors the curses, #letmarkwatneysayfuck is trending on twitter for DAYS
Ares III Mission Crew (2035) - The Martian (2015)
Did you ever tell Vogel about the whole making-water-from-rocket-fuel thing? I feel like he'd appreciate it. Or call you an idiot.
I kind of haven’t really talked…much about Mars…at all with them. No one’s really asked, so. Hey guys, are you being Gentle with me?
I don’t know how much they know. My logs were publicly released on Earth a few weeks ago, so maybe they got the hot goss from friends at home, or maybe NASA kept them up to date with a weekly serial podcast entitled Crazy Shit Watney’s Doing. I did tell Beck that I heated a bath with the RTG, and that seemed to be news to him. And I’d say his reaction was a good even mix of appreciation and ‘you’re an idiot’.
So… Vogel: I collected a bunch of CO2 from the MAV fuel plant, vented it into the Hab and let the oxygenator do its thing, released some hydrazine over some iridium from the MDV engine, and then just fuckin burned the hydrogen I got out of it. And I only exploded myself like once. Pretty cool, huh?
He’s gonna call me an idiot.
Once, in my childhood, I blew myself up in my backyard when ‘playing with fertilizer.’ The entire incident strikes me as being similar, in both quality of chemistry rig and forethought of the chemist.
And I’m sorry to tell you this, but yes, we’re being Gentle. We all read the logs. We all agreed not to bring it up until you brought it up, but it seems Beck took this to mean “pretend we didn’t read them at all.”
Did you really think that the logs were public and we didn’t read them?
Mm. I suspected it. Nosey Nellies.
I resent the hell out of that ‘forethought’ comment, by the way. I knew full well I was probably gonna die a fiery death. But also, you’re right, I was a dumbass about using the medical O2 tank for air, so maybe I resent myself.
So… Is this how it’s gonna go, then? No talking about anything until I bring it up? Or did I just open the floodgates?
You are right. It was a little casual of me. I feel very bad about it, so I’ll just, uh… go stand in the corner in shame now. On that note, that’s one of the reasons we are being Gentle, and using Kid Gloves. No one wants to say the wrong thing to the guy we left on Mars.
As for ‘bringing it up’ - I, personally, don’t enjoy cornering people, but I can’t say the same for the others.
I don’t want kid gloves. I’m already separated enough from this crew, I don’t need to be handled with a three-foot pole.
Why the fuck are we talking about this on public blogs. I don’t know what I’m doing. Okay, nice talkin’ to ya, bye.
No edits here, just a deleted scene from the Martian.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Martian, all media types
Rating: NC-17, thoroughly
PairingParticipants: The Ares III Crew/Mark Watney (All right: Melissa Lewis/Rick Martinez/Alex Vogel/Chris Beck/Beth Johanssen/Mark Watney)
Summary: Okay, starting over with what actually happened, which was the most amazing birthday present I’ve ever gotten.
Content Advisory: Vague spoilers for the book/movie. Mostly sex. Lots of sex.
All Thanks To: I know it was @dsudis that I saw someone’s comment that there should be a “Zero-G gang bang with a gooey touch-starved Mark Watney at the center.” I didn’t manage to include the zero-G, but the rest is in there!
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notable lines from andy weir’s “the martian”
you left out one of my favourites
the entire book is a literary masterpiece
Love The Martian.
In a creative writing class I took last semester, the author originally gave up writing and his hope of being an author. He began to write a story for his own pleasure and posted each chapter on his own blog as he wrote them. People found it, grew to like it. They would point out mistakes and such and he’d go back and fix them. He finished it on the blog. One person couldn’t access it on his blog at one point, so he made a downloadable pdf version for free. Someone couldn’t download taht, so he made an ebook version of it, but had to put it on amazon so they could get it, but you can’t sell anything on amazon that’s less than $0.99. People started buying it via amazon and it got so popular that he took it to a publishing company. tl;dr Never give up writing, even if it means it’s just a side-hobby for your own pleasure
the author actually worked at the same company as my dad for tech writing stuff. he said that once he made more off the book than he did at work he would leave his job. and he did eventually haha. the company went to see the movie together when it came out. don’t give up on the things you love doing! c:
What are your honest opinions of your crew members?
They’re honestly all nerds.
Agh, okay, here we go.
Commander Lewis is just the epitome of commander. Decisive, smart, a good leader, and (unfortunately), an excellent bunk-tipper. We’re lucky to have her in charge. I love how geeky she is– I never thought I’d meet someone who gets that excited about rocks. Rocks! And I get made fun of for plants! Rocks are way lamer! She’s also got a surprisingly wicked sense of humor, which is awesome. There is one bad thing about Commander Lewis, though, and I think you all know it. A terrible, inexplicable disco fetish. I don’t understand it, and I don’t think I want to.
Johanssen is like the little sister I never had. And that is why she deserves all the noogies I can offer. She’s crazy smart, like genius smart, and I’d say she’s going places but that’s obvious from where she’s already been. I think I annoy her sometimes because I can’t always be as quiet as she likes, and sometimes I fear retribution in the form of her using her computer skills to get me off the grid in a bad way. She’s the nerdiest out of all of us, in every meaning of the word. One cool thing about Johanssen– she’s an even worse morning person than I am.
Martinez…doesn’t do anything? I…honest to god, I couldn’t tell you why we brought him with us. All he’s good for is keeping your seat warm and Uranus jokes. I guess he’s pretty cool to hang out with, though. Pretty funny. Pretty good at poker. And he’s the kinda guy who’s ready with a beer (or twelve) when you need someone to talk to. Actually, he’s the kinda guy who tells you you need someone to talk to, and then forces the beer down your throat. Beer and some damn good Mexican food. Some might say he’s my best friend, but you won’t hear it from me!
Vogel is awesome. He’s just awesome. We all think he’s awesome, and I don’t think he really knows what to do with that. He’s cool because he puts in the effort to really get to know you. You can lose hours telling him stories about your childhood and listening to his own. So on one side he’s nice and chill, but then he also comes out with bullshit like “Germans don’t feel fear” to keep you on your toes. So there’s definitely a scary evil mastermind in there, and he’s perceptive as fuck, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up ruling the world. Herr Vogel ist fantastich.
Beck is just a good guy. Like, he’s a great guy, but he’s also just a good guy. He cares so much that he can be self-sacrificing, which I tell him is dumb, but really…it’s pretty incredible. He’s intelligent and confident in his intelligence (hello, competence kink) and he’s also very witty. He’s a cool roommate because he’s easy to quietly hang out with but he’s also a great conversationalist and he tolerates my taste in movies like a trooper. Beck is also terrifying and I don’t understand him. He’s a horror movie junky (who likes to be scared??) and he does yoga for fun (who tries to break their bones??). Beck’s grumpy face is almost as great as his happy face, and for some reason (I suspect magic), whenever he teases me I’m just like ‘yeah, you’re right.’
What's your son like?
Now this is a question!
My son’s name is David Ricardo Arturo Martinez (D-RAM, as I called him once when he was five minutes old and before my wife told me never to call him that again) and he’s the best little kid in the entire universe.
He turned three a few months ago. He’s super into baseball, his favorite animal is frogs, his first word was ‘mine’ and I miss him every day.
He thinks I’m super cool because I’m flying a spaceship, and he and his Mom send me video messages just about every day. The last one he sent me featured him singing Como la Flor in my wife’s car. Basically he’s the coolest kid ever (cooler than me, even) and I’m so proud.
David is a Cubs fan. And he’s definitely cooler than his dad.
The Martian (2015)
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