Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 8, Subector T

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Lizard people.

We had begun to think that they were a scifi trope without any merit when we found this planet.

Actual lizard people.

Not bipeds, but they have a culture & technology, tools & electronics and, possibly most importantly, radio. And television! Or visual-spectrum broadcast, at least.

We sent them a greeting message.

They are the most brilliantly-colored lizards I have ever seen!


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Not that far from the lizard-people planet, we found a gas giant, mostly Hydrogen atmosphere, swirling with massive storms.

One of the two moons, a very wet planetoid with dense bioluminescent forests, held sentient but not high-tech inhabitants – octopods – who had giant telescopes pointing at the planet.

Avoiding detection by those scopes became a dance of navigation. Kept our pilots on their toes!


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I would call this planet small were it not for the ridiculous tiny planet that we found earlier.

It orbits in the path of at least three asteroid belts, but around its beautiful meadows and forests – the view even from space is gorgeous – are rolling, dome-like buildings filled with – well, with Yeti.

These tall humanoids have developed cybernetics but not radio or other broadcast media that we can detect, nor space travel.

We sent a greeting probe.  I wish we could explore their buildings.

Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 8, Subector 2

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This planet is incredibly pastoral-seeming for one which appears to be on the cusp of space flight.

We could not locate its factories at first, because they were all under a thick mound of dirt and foliage.  We could not find its population centers for a similar reason – trees, which a further probe discovered were actually artificial constructs  – reach up taller than their highest skyscrapers.

There are pockets of more standard-looking industrialization across the planet, but those seem stuck in the steam era.

We picked the prettiest city and sent down a greeting probe.


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This planet, at first, looked like a giant monoculture, almost one plant over the whole thing.

“This,” Erki said, “is what happens when you let morning glories go unchecked.”

I never did find out what Erki has against morning glories: Lerin found life.

Life in small nests, each under a slightly to much taller plant with a broad flower. Each nest had twenty to five hundred beings, and they seemed to communicate along root-ways.

We found radio signals and underground structures, but each being seems connected to the flower, and all the flowers seem attached.

Morning glories, indeed.

Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 7, Subector 26

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From space, this place looks like a glitter-filled lava lamp, the sort of thing you see only in college dorms.

It’s crazy.  The clouds are filled with some sort of metallic shine that reflects sunlight; looking past the cloud cover, the land and water, the plants and even the mountains are, too.

Readings suggest no sentient habitation and a breathable atmosphere, and so we found a place where the plant life looked the least shiny and sent down a team.

I hope it’s not gold.  It’s too pretty to be mined and picked over. On the other hand…


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The impression given by this planet is that it never achieved space flight, despite being more heavily industrialized than any planet I have ever seen.  Perhaps they do not care.

The media we see of the denizens indicates that they are descended from burrowers, not tree-climbers, and, indeed, although they have built up, they have also dug down quite far.

It’s an ugly planet, but the media of the subsurface looks beautiful.  I almost wish I could go down, instead of just sending a probe.


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I had to physically stop Steb from going down to the surface, nineteen protocols or no.

“They don’t REALLY look like animal-people,” I tried, but Steb was unconvinced.

“Ears!  Tails! Bipeds! FUR!”

I had visions of Steb trying to pet someone and starting an interstellar incident.

Steb aside, the planet is post-Industrial but pre-space, filled with lovely people, with wide semi-inhabited places and very few city-like structures.

 

Tootplanet: Explorers’ Logs Planet 7-25-2

Our habitat landers are designed to fit in to natural environments.

Here, the thing looks as out of place as I would at a Founders’ Ball. It needs more square edges.

In one week here, we have found three edible-to-human plants, although one of them requires processing twice – once with an alkaline plant which grows near it in most circumstances, and then again with heat – to not give horrible gas.

We have also found animals.  Square animals. Square, fluffy, adorable, taller-than-humans animals.

This place cannot be for real.

Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 7, Subector 25

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It had been so long since we saw a technologically-advanced planet that we were momentarily stupefied.

This planet is perfect for humanoid habitation – large oceans, medium-sized continents, ideal atmosphere.

And to the south, it looks like it is only populated by machines, big ground-sweeping agra’bots.

To the north, though, huge, dense, sky-scraping cities crowd what looks to be a rocky, inhospitable continent, and north of that is a sinking mass of industrialization.

I applaud their specialization, but I’m not sure I’d want to live in it.

We sent down a greeting probe.  I’m sure they’ll have something to talk to us about. Continue reading

Tootplanet: Explorers’ Logs Planet 7-9-1

Planetary Day 393

Summer here is a riot of color, most of it pink (but there’s some purple).

We’ve managed to domesticate or at least sort of tame several of the pink-yaks and a litter of the Red Cats. Because of the yaks — they make a really nice yarn, if you’re okay with everything being pink — we found two more edible plants, one of them a starchy root that has to be boiled but is surprisingly tasty, and one a spinach-like leaf plant.

Torvi is developing pink-screening glasses.  

Tootplanet 7-24-5: Another Viewpoint

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Salek and Elkel saw the Strange Beings come down from the sky.

They spent four hours tucked in the boll of a tree arguing if they were the Malevolent Wings or the Beneficent Wings or, because they showed no literal wings on their bodies, if they were not Wings at all but some other creature.

Elkel bounced into their magical shield.

 

Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 7, Subector 24

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From a distance, all you can see is the rings. The planet is impossible to land on, but we managed to get one probe through the mess.

It found ruins on ruins and in the middle, a society of child-looking humanoids.

I don’t know if rescue is even possible, but we got a message pod through, and, based on discrete sampling by our probe, an aid packet.

Where are the adults? What can we do for these kids?

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A Digression to figure out a word in Calenyen – Written for Patreon

Three conlang words: kaler, pailizdanon, and dieddetpaiz, with conScript "translation."

All right, today we’re figuring out the word for Diplomat, the title for many people to graduate Estiessyaa house.

Let’s see, the English etymology of the word… is one of those weird ones, where state papers come from the Greek word for folded paper.

I’m thinking blunted-spear is the word for diplomacy.

And it looks like I have:

paiterz, snow-spears, with the quote “The Cālenyena call almost everything long and pointy a spear. When all you have is a hammer, etc.”

The Arran/West coast word for spear-leaf: adavijamin (Spear-blade is adavi in that language) Continue reading