Out of the frying pan and into the fire...

I watch from afar as the distant remnants of the Severn fade into obscurity. The vessel I had received just under a year prior for my 20th birthday is no more. Along with it, countless artefacts and memories from my months of exploring the galaxy fade into stardust. I'm glad that I managed to reach the escape-pod before the sub-light fuel ignited, but I still find myself far from safety.

My trajectory is far too steep for comfort, and I'm not sure if the chutes even work. As I try to make sense of the oscillating flashes from the panels before me, I both feel and notice the ominous presence of friction-induced flames licking against exterior hull. This planet must have a particularly high and thick atmosphere.

"Alert, alert, reduce velocity immediately."

"I'm trying damnit!" I yell, infuriated. "List current fuel."

"The tank is 0.07% full and contains trace amounts of LOX and liquid hydrogen. This is not enough to trigger ignition."

I slam my palms up to my face. One of those crooks back on Delta Pavonis must have syphoned it all. The only other source of fuel on the ship would be the monopropellants, but those are used for little more than directional manoeuvres!

"List contents of emergency canister." I desperately sigh, losing hope at a rapid pace

"Canister contents are as follows: 1x nanofiber backpack. 1x nanofiber sleeping bad. 1x aluminium-compound mess kit. 50x self-igniting matches. 10x dried ration packs. 1x SI litre of potable water. 5kg backup ultra-compressed sub-light solid fuel. 15 x SI meters of nanofiber ro..."

The ship's voice is interrupted mid-sentence as I immediately chime in "Divert solid fuel from canister to hybrid thrusters!" Perhaps my fate isn't as sealed as I previously thought.

I hear a loud cachunk noise followed by a sustained burst of thrust. I'm only 50,000 meters from the surface, but my velocity has decreased to a much safer 700ms-1.

Just as I start to think that I've made it out alive, I hear a dreadful crunch. I barely have a moment to watch as one of the solar-panels detaches from the hull sending the pod spinning uncontrollably. "STABILISE!" I yell, knowing that there is little the computer can do to reduce the nauseating descent I find myself trapped within.

Amongst the cacophony of beeps and scary sounding alarms, I hear the drogue chutes finally getting deployed. They help to reduce the spinning, allowing the primary chute to fire without getting tangled up in itself.

500 meters... 400... 300... 200... SLAM

I'm out cold within an instant. What remains of the monopropellant must have ignited at 100 meters. While this automated action most likely saved my life, it did a very good job of slamming me into the machinery. When I awaken I am greeted by the sight of stars above my head and the distant sound of avian chirping. It sounds like birds anyway, this is a completely unexplored planet so their true nature could be just about anything.

The ship appears to be completely totalled, and a quick diagnostic with the computer indicates that the battery cell has been damaged beyond repair. I only have time to run a quick analysis on my surroundings before it too powers off.

"Analysis complete. Atmospheric composition: Nitrogen (74.34%), Oxygen (24.52%), Argon (1.13%), CO2 (0.02%), Trace Elements (0.01%).

At least the air seems safe to breath. I disengage the lock and finally crack open the door, awkwardly scrambling out of the pod and onto the verdant floor below. It would seem that I've landed in a woodland of sorts, with greenery as far as the eye can see.

Making my way over to the canister attached to the ship, I open it up and take out the supplies within. As well as the items that the ship listed, I also find a medical kit and a pouch of 50 universal credits. Unfortunately the latter prove to be completely useless...

"Well... This is it..." Pushing a strand of golden hair from out of my face, I decide to set-up camp at the crash site for now. If there is intelligent life on this planet, chances our my descent could be witnessed for dozens of miles. I just hope whatever species finds me is friendly...

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Hello! Thanks for reading my prompt. I'm looking for a partner willing to play a female character or GM multiple characters who uncover me, a strange-looking human who appears to have crashed on a fantasy world.

Where this leads is completely up to us! All I ask is that you're creative, literate, and willing to put in a reasonable amount of detail with every response. I usually average around 2-5 paragraphs depending on the context, however if you're able to do more I'm happy to adapt.

My kinklist can be found here: https://i.imgur.com/xdWCMUY.png and I'm happy to answer any questions you might have. DMs/Discord are preferred, but you're welcome to use chat if needed.

I have a reference image for my character if you'd like to see him, but he can be described as follows: His name is Ash and he's a 20 year old femboy with neck-length golden hair and kind hazel eyes. He's around 5'5 and has a rather slim figure.

I look forward to your orange letters, and I'm happy to answer any questions you may have!