Log: "*sigh* Today be da day. Ah've left down a message in da bar, 'bout da expedition, ah'm hopin' someone gunna respond. Ah tinkin Ashcroft, 'e be a good mon, interested in dis kinda stuff... Well, dis be chief Blint speakin', on approach vector ta' Gaia. Got mah land speeder, got mah supplies... dis gunna turn out a fair adventure, ah be hopin'."
[color=#FFFFFF]Day 1; 10:38 AM
Log: "Mah landin' spot ain't really what yah might call 'hospitable'... ah'm on da ground fah short o' two hours an' already ah be parched. Dis be some kinda desert, ah'm reckonin'. It do feel nice bein' on untainted soil, though... An ah can't see any research camps 'round 'ere, guessin' dem Cambridge boys ain't keen on heat, heh heh heh."
Day 1; 11:02 AM
Log: "Ah've managed ta' get da speeder up ta' a lovely cliff, da view from 'ere be breathtakin'... Oddly enough, ah haven't seen many life. Eitha' dey really good at hidin', or dey all went ta' somewhere wit' water. Ah've taken a snapshot, uploadin now...done. Next up, findin' somethin' alive 'ere."
Day 1; 15:53 PM
Log: "Finally. Damn, dese critters be hard ta find. Saw no birds, nuthin'... howeva...A certain somethin' tried ta' crawl up mah leg, lucky ah' saw it in time. Gunna take this li'l fella ta' da Breath, scan 'im, an' let 'im go."
Day 1; 16:04 PM
Log: "Hmm, da weather be actin' up... somethin' ain't right. Smells like da storm. Ah'm headin' back, scratch searchin'."
Day 1; 17:22 PM
Log: "Phew, jus' in time. Jus' gave me long enough ta' park da speeder up da cargo bay, an den WHOOSH! Damn sandstorm outta' nowhere. Gunna lay low till da dust settles, scannin' da lil' devil ah caught."
Day 1; 17:53 PM
Log: "Finished da scans... an' holy hell! Dis ain't really what ah've expected. Dis lil' bugger don't even breathe. Amazin', a fully evolved anaerobic lifeform... dis be a first one fah' me. Also, note ta' self. DON'T. GET. BITTEN. It be poisonous, an' da poison be real bad. Ain't lethal tho, jus' gonna hurt like a sonova*beep* an' paralyze fah' two or three hours."
Day 1; 21:19 PM
Log: "Da storm diminished, an' da second sun set some hour ago. Let da lil' critter go, an' noticed some otha' movement in da dark. Ain't goin' out dere tho, a flashlight jus' aint enough, heh heh heh. Gonna grab a lil' shut-eye an' continue reportin'."
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.
Log: "Alrite, woke up now, 'ad some chow, ready ta' dance. Gonna check da damage from da sandstorm, clean out da Breath, an' fly on."
[color=#FFFFFF]Day 2; 06:12 AM
Log: "Damn, dis be serious... sand chokin' da fusion dampers, buried 'alf da exhausts, gunna have ta' dig 'er out manually..."
Day 2; 08:44 AM
Log: "Finally...*panting*...got it. Jumpin' in, headin' west. Reminder to self: cover exhausts an' engines when landin'."
Day 2; 11:06 AM
Log: "Landed in a gorge of some sort, found a significant water source. Engaged shutters on da Breath, hopin' dere ain't gunna be nutha' sandstorm... Ah'm goin in, gunna take microbiological readin's o' da water, check for some aquatic lifeforms."
Day 2; 11:43 AM
Log: "Wonderful! Jus' wonderful! Da water be completely clean an' 100% safe fah' drinkin'. Dis be what yah get on a planet wit' no industry... ah'm lovin' it. Ah tasted da water, an' it has an odd flavour to it... must be da minerals somewhere above stream. Ah'm still alive, so guess dey ain't dangerous. *snicker*"
Day 2; 12:20 PM
Log: "Found a nice shady place ta' siddown an' chow. Note ta' self: Bring spices next time, dese rations be as bland as a beatless yute."
Day 2; 13:15 PM
Log: "Followed da river down stream, found a GORGEOUS oasis. Ah swear, ah live fah' moments like dese. Snooped around a lil', found two interestin' creatures. Dis be a mammal, ah'm guessin', very docile, ain't afraid of meh one tiny bit. Got in close, took a scan, saved it. Poked around a lil' bit more, found another interestin' beastie... Dese lil' freaks look like cacti, but dey walk, drink, eat, everythin'! Howeva' da moment dey see movement, dey cluster up together an' take root. Ah'm gunna try an' go closah', get a scan."
Day 2; 13:32 PM
Log: "Okay, gettin' close was a mistake. Turns out dey shoot dem quills and head fah' da shrubs da moment somethin' large comes close. Lucky ah covered mah face wit' da coat, ah'm takin' da quills ta' check if dey toxic. Note ta' self: BE MORE CAREFUL."
Day 2; 14:57 PM
Log: "Da suns be high rite now, an ah've scanned da quills dey shot at me. Turns out dey ain't poisonous, but dey acidic, release on impact. So, whoeva' sees dem, proceed wit' caution. Can't imagine what can eat dem nasty beasts."
Day 2; 16:32 PM
Log: "Took a few sniffs around, collected all da different plants ah could'a find fah' da research. Gunna show dem ta' Banger, 'e might use dem. Gotta start usin' gloves though, some o' dese plants got nasty-lookin' thorns on 'em. Gunna proceed up stream, towards da source o' da river, if ah can find it today... Jah knows how far it mi-" *low pitched growl, followed by a short "Holy *beep*" and sounds of rapid footsteps*
Day 2; 16:41 PM
Log: "Pheeeew, dis was CLOSE! Dere ah was, sittin' on a rock, some two hundred feet from da oasis edge, all o' da sudden da sand starts shiftin'! Ah took runnin', leapt on da speeder and charged off. Turned around on a safe distance, an' saw a huge pothole in da ground. Came closah' an' took a snapshot, but 'ad 'ta dash real quick, dat ...dat... ting almost got me wit' its tentacle. Ah'm guessin' it'd be a quick an' nasty end ta' yours truly, heh heh. Back ta' da Breath, an note to self: Park it AWAY from sand."
Day 2; 18:33 PM
Log: "Da suns be settin'... damn, dis be one o' da most beautiful tings ah've evah seen... Took a snapshot, but ah'm damn sorry yah can't be 'ere ta' see dis. Gonna light one later, den fly off ta' high rock. Ain't takin' more chances."
Day 2; 21:52 PM
Log: "Heh heh heh... way ta' go, Jonah, way ta' go. Almost walked mahself off ta' death. Dat damn cliff edge showed up jus' on da wrong spot. Today ah'm gonna take a small excursion ta' see what goes on when da night falls. Ah'm gonna put on da nightvision goggles, switchin' PDA ta' nightmode snapshots."
Day 2; 22:31 PM
Log: "Nothin'. Nada. Nill. Not a single beast. NOTHING. Dem burrowin' tings must'a eaten dem all. Tsk... back ta' da Breath, grab some shut-eye."
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.
Log: "Woke up, grabbed someth- *YAAAAAWN* -in ta' eat, headin' out now. Yesterday saw some green on da horizon, gunna go an' check it out."
[color=#FFFFFF]Day 3; 07:05 AM
Log: "Dis be very interestin'... found trace o' intelligent bein' activity 'ere, can't figure if it was human or nomad or somethin' third... but it sure look odd. It's some sort'a circle, paved wit' dark stones, an' sand mounded in da middle. Ain't gunna go diggin' furtha', might be somethin' wild in dere. Movin' on, took photos."
Day 3; 07:29 AM
Log: "Ah've reason ta' believe razorwind be a real menace in dis part o' da desert. Supplyin' da proof in form o' photo. Dis be a stone, was likely a huge boulder years an' years ago, an' da razorwind-bourne sand particles finely chiseled da bottom 'til dey left a huge mushroom cloud. Takin' anotha snapshot, from a different angle on da desert. Beautiful place, makes me wanna stay down 'ere forevah'."
Day 3; 09:16 AM
Log: "Passed above some sort'a lake wit' a crater mountain, really neat. Ain't landin', ah see a lush green mountain on da horizon. Took a snapshot from da Breath's front camera."
Day 3; 11:27 AM
Log: "Landed on a lush, LUSH green meadow in a small valley, lookin' at da mountain... hot damn, dis ting be huge, and beautiful, untouched... Takin bunches o' snapshots, found a small creek wit' some unique greenery, took samples. Moved along a bit, caught some wildlife, mainly birds an' insects. Ain't come across anythin' mammal-like yet."
Day 3; 14:38 PM
Log: "Aha! Found somethin'. A small jungle predator, a cat. Seems felines developed all over da place, heh heh. Wish ah had a tail. Also found a sort of monkey earlier, both o' da animals seemed ta' take no notice o' meh. Odd, dis place must be human-free, completely. Ventured a bit deeper inta' da jungle, an' hot damn, dis place gives me da creeps. Not ta' mention da humidity, fah' Jah's sake, only a few clicks from da harsh desert, an' dis place be so humid mah dreds be curlin' up. *mumbles angrily*"
Day 3; 15:11 PM
Log: "*whispering* Now, dis be somethin' else... found somethin'... unique. Ah'm keepin' whisperin' so ah don't spook it accidentally... saw it eatin' herbs, so ah'm hopin' dis be a herbivore. *footsteps, followed by a short 'bzzt-CLICK!'* Took a photo, now ah'm slowly movin' back, ain't gunna risk it."
Day 3; 16:22 PM
Log: "Got back ta' da Breath, found some weird ol' plants rooted 'round its landin' trap, ain't been 'ere when ah first landed. Picture taken. Got reason ta' believe dese be REAL young. Gonna dash on before ah find out what da adult looks like, eh heh heh. Pickin' up some fah' samples."
Day 3; 17:49 PM
Log: "Saw a couple o' ships flyin' high above, jus' hopin' dey ain't seen da Breath. Looked like a Pelican wit' Eagle or Hawk, ain't sure from down 'ere, escort. Eitha' dem cambridge researchers or anutha' VIP tour by dem *spits* OSC."
Day 3; 19:37 PM
Log: "Got back ta' da Breath, did testin' on da plant samples ah' took, an' covered da Breath from da outside ta' look like a rock from da above. Ah'm gunna be spendin' da night 'ere, an' gunna take more tests on da herbs, checkin' da properties."
Day 3; 22:13 PM
Log: "Interestin'... dem toothy plants ah found jus' regular ol' insectivores, except dese ones can move. Slowly, but surely. Ah'm guessin' dey went after da shade in da Breath's shadow. Found a plant very close ta' opium poppy... Ain't really keen on smokin' it though. One o' da plants be alike da rose by DNA scan, an' one o' dem be extremely resilient ta' fire, and ah can't smash or break da leaves.. Ah'm gunna call it "ironleaf" plant. Anywho, dat be it fah' tonight, grabbin' some shut-eye."
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.
Log: "Uh, ovahslept... gunna shorten down da work fah' today. Picked up some chow, a quick shower, an' off ta' da field ah go."
[color=#FFFFFF]Day 4; 08:10 AM
Log: "Wow, amazin'... followed da rivah' down t'wards da delta, an' came across an interestin' gorge drilled out by da rivah'. Ah'd stay an' try ta' find out how dese potholes came ta' be, but ah be runnin' short on time fah' today. Anutha' snapshot an' ah'm goin' on."
Day 4; 10:56 AM
Log: "Anutha' lil' somethin' ah've nevah seen before. Seems like dis be a heavy limestone deposit, an' rain beat it down ta dis; a field o' razah-sharp ridges. One wrong step, an' BAM! Peels yah leg muscle right off. Lucky fah' me, ah ain't goin' up dere."
Day 4; 13:41 PM
Log: "Ran across a big ol' lake. Looks damn pretteh, dat it does. A lot 'a tufty stone blocks protrudin' from da water, like silent sentinels on watch... Impressive. Movin' on, collected a bunch' a plant samples, gonna scan an' test aboard da Breath. Note ta self: check cargo hold fah' supplies an' water."
Day 4; 15:55 PM
Log: "Stayed on da lake fah' a lil' more. Gonna check fah' some aquatic wildlife, dis seems like a good place. Den ah'm gunna be headin' towards da north - check da temperate climate area."
Day 4; 16:28 PM
Log: "Took anutha' picture o' da lake, found a lovely angle ta' shoot from. An 'course, dere was yield on da fish. Got a lucky shot, da moment ah' set da PDA up fah' a picture, happened ta' be a couple o' fishies floatin' about in da shallows o' da lake. Probably attracted by da ripples on da water."
Day 4; 17:36 PM
Log: "Returned ta' da Breath, plottin' course northwards. Gunna take some time ta' test out da samples o' water an' plants."
Day 4; 21:11 PM
Log: "Well, bollocks. Da plants ah harvested all be useless, nothin' special on any o' dem... like dey grow bland, very odd. Da water in da lake be safe fah' drinkin', 'cept fah one lil' ting, an unidentified microbe ah found growin' free in it. Gunna bottle an' flash freeze da vial fah' furtha' study on Islay. Slightly dissapointed by da way tings went today, expected somethin' more. Gotta try harder."
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.
Log: "Aaaaaaaaaahh, good mornin'! Whoa, ah be feelin' good today, ya! Time ta' explore some, an' no meh be stopped til' ah find sumthin' worth findin'."
[color=#FFFFFF]Day 5; 10:23 AM
Log: "Damn, yes, yes an' once again, YES! Druce gunna love me fah' dis, yaaaaa... Found dis mountain right quick, ya, looks like a table o' sort... ah'm bettin' mah arse dere be some good soil atop dat ting, ya. Perhaps, fah' da LWB... gotta check it from a-closah'."
Day 5; 11:50 AM
Log: "*pant* gettin' up dis hill ain't realleh what ah been expectin, heh heh he*cough* ugh... But da view... whoa, WHOA! Took a picture, back da way ah came from... breathtakin' views, an' hard hard ambience, very cool stuff. Gotta get Druce on dis project asap... tho', gettin' 'is arse away from dis area gunna be somewhat hard, ah'm guessin'."
Day 5; 13:42 PM
Log: "On top o' dis hill 'ere... hmm. Found some apples,plums,pears an' some blackcurrant. Got me tinkin'... dis was eitha' put 'ere by humans, or grew on its own... if da latter be da case, den it be amazin' how similar exactly da whole universe be... Heh, den, on da otha' hand, what tick fah' one world gotta tick fah' anotha', right?"
Day 5; 16:52 PM
Log: "Found a cute lil' shore, fit fah' livin' da rest o' mah life on. Honestly. Jus' look at it, so... so... artistic. Seriously, ah'm tinkin' dese photos gotta be somewhere in da Hell. Yah. Note ta' self: find Banger, make 'im hang 'em up."
Day 5; 19:25 PM
Log; "Funny, dis... does dis mean dere be otha' humans somewhere in space? Perhaps sumthin' otha' dan dem blue squid? Guess 'gunna take some time ta' find out, heh heh."
Day 5; 21:41 PM
Log:
"Daniel saw de stone, rolling into Babylon,
My young companion fare the well,
Rock oh! Rock holy, rock oh! Rock holy,
No stone in the de valley, no stone,
For me eye nuh blin, an mi ears no deaf."
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.