June 4th 2042, Space X Launch Facilities Cape Canaveral, Florida

10..... Oh shit this is really happening

9..... this is so freaking exciting 

8..... I'm gonna miss my brothers and Mae 

7..... Was that a pop?

 6..... calm down, they did test this thing right? 

5.... Now THAT was definitely a pop 

4..... they had to hear that! 

3..... how come they are not stopping the launch?!!

 2.... Fuck me!!! fuck me!!! fuck me!!! 

1..... I'm gonna die!!!!!!

The sound of the rocket thrusters igniting was deafening. The entire cabin was shaking vigorously.

 Julius now understood why they needed to wear mouth guards:

1. To prevent all their teeth from shattering and 

2. To prevent you from swearing and screaming at the top of your lungs.

He felt himself being pushed into the back of his chair, at first gently then with each passing minute more forcefully. Until he thought his ribs were going to snap, catching a breath was difficult. Shit it never felt like this in the simulation, his head was pounding. There was a real fear that he was going to pass out. He looked over towards Sunni and she gave him a thumbs up, he didn't want her to think he was chicken shit so he returned the same.

As quickly as it started it suddenly subsided, now there was a lightness to his body. The pain in his head still lingered, but at least he could breathe. Everybody on board was whooping and celebrating. The commander of the mission proclaimed, "Ladies and Gentleman you are now officially astronauts! And Canada tell me you did NOT just shit yourself!""No sir! Just nervous gas sir!"