Explorer’s Log Planet 8-11-3

May7

Explorer Log 8-11-3

The good news is: we landed on a sunny day, in an area the radar had shown to be calm.

The bad news is: It started raining the day after we landed.  It rained for ten days straight.

It’s day 11 now, and we’re beginning to dry out and make plans for this place.  Water won’t be a problem, that’s for sure.

Not sure about growing things, though; this area appears to grow mainly grains that don’t mind being flooded.

Planetary Day 55

As far as we have been able to tell, the weather here seems to come in cycles of 10:1.  That is, 10 rain to 1 day of sun.

The sun days are blessed and pleasant and even comfortable; we’ve been spending most of them developing a series of connected roofed shelters with walls to the windward side.

With these, we can move between the paddies that we’ve created, the two habitats, and our science bays.

Anywhere else, we’re going to need to develop some sort of mobile rain shelter.

Tootplanet Captain’s Logs Sector 8, Subsector 11

May7

Star Log Sec8 Sub11-1

We are past the “bear’s” reach for sure now, and we are out of the garden, too.

This planet looked, on first glance, to be almost entirely lava.

Looking at it more carefully, maybe 1/3 of the land surface is covered in active vulcanism, with an equal amount of the water looking like it will be very hot land soon.

One high area shaped like a horseshoe boasts lush greenery, fantastic elephant-sized birds, and a reservoir of water 100s of feet above sea level.

We are still debating sending down a team.

Star Log Sec8 Sub11-2

I think we found a lost colony.

Nobody expected us to find one way out here, and I suppose it could be a case of parallel evolution, but everything – the bilateral symmetry, bipedalism, range of melanin – is too similar to the humanoid base to be a coincidence

They appear to be at the late Industrial Age and have no space travel, but fragments of a much higher technology level can be seen.

The planet itself is idyllic, 85% water, most land masses in tolerable climates.  But we found settlements on the one polar land mass, as well as on the top of mountains.

We sent several greeting probes, guessing at political divisions.  This one will bear watching.

Star Log Sec8 Sub11-3

We came on this planet in the middle of a massive storm system in its northern hemisphere – eastern side.  It looked like it was devastating the coast – but it also looked like there was nothing on that coast except rock which had, presumably, been hit by hurricanes in the past.

The Western hemisphere was rather calm, although the southern/western quadrasphere appeared to be in the midst of a blizzard on its largest landmass.

Inclement weather aside, this place has large land masses connected by small strings of islands and narrow land bridges.  We went down a team to the north/western quadrasphere.

Planet 8-11-3

Purchase Negotiation 10: What You Like

May7

First: Purchased: Negotiation
Previous: Rocks and Bitches

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Ten

His magical muscles were atrophied.  They hadn’t been put to any use at all in longer than he cared to think about.  

He treated it like any other muscle he needed to work.  He stretched it more than was comfortable, but not enough that he couldn’t move the next day.  He glanced over at Sylviane, who looked, more than anything, curious.

“Good set of Words,” she murmured.  For a moment, forgetting that he was not being Kept by her, he braced for the praise – and, in a part of his brain that wasn’t really listening to reason, to the insult that would come right afterwards, with the downswing of his mood without his consent or control.

None of that came. Continue reading →

Beauty-Beast 35: Owned

May6

First – Previous – Landing Page – Next

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He stayed exactly where he was.  The hand on his neck felt like it was protecting him.  Encompassing him. Holding him, but not restraining him.

“You’re very good.  I want you to know that.  I am very happy with you.”

He felt like he might float away, if it weren’t for the strength of the hand on his neck.  He pressed his forehead a little closer to the carpet and said nothing.

“Ctirad. Okay, come on, my darling.  Sit up and let me cuddle you a little bit.  I’m sorry. I’ve been pushing you too far. Come here, Ctirad.”  Warm arms enveloped him as he sat up like he was on strings. A forehead pressed to the top of his head.  “I’m sorry.”

“You said.  You said you liked me.”  That hadn’t been what he said, Ctirad corrected himself.  He’d said he valued him. He’d said he valued him more than Ermenrich did.  “You called me… no. You likened me to the Hope Diamond.” Continue reading →

MerMay 1: Fourteen, Fifteen…

May5

Her lungs were burning.  Her ears were popping.  Her face felt like it was going to explode.  Her throat felt like it was on fire.  She couldn’t take it any longer.

Audrey held on to the weight and counted to twenty.  She could do twenty more, maybe fifteen more, eleven-twelve-thirteen oh god. Four… teen, Fif-teen.

She popped up out of the water, trying not to scream.

It wasn’t working. Continue reading →

A New World: Two Kael

May4

First: A New World
Previous: Dinner, and Things to Chew On

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She ate her food slowly, but with gusto.  It may have been only one long night to her, but it still seemed like a long time since she’d had a taste of home.

Dennor Hightower was staring at her.  She looked up from her food and waited, patiently.

“Kael,” he repeated slowly, “is not a Lerienoijen name.  You said Lerienoijen.  How many scholars know that word?”

“I don’t know.  How many?”

“I know three.  One of them is me.  And I’ve never heard of you.” Continue reading →

Spoils of War IV: House

May3

First: Spoils of War I: Surrender
Previous: On the Road

The road was smooth, the horses were smooth, and every step was still jarring into wounds that Nikol hadn’t even realized she had until she mounted.

They traveled for half the day with no good prospects, both of them tight-jawed with pain neither of them were going to admit and not feeling much like talking.  They were moving through what had once been a suburb and was now a burned-out husk; from the looks of things, at least three separate fires had gone through here over the last several decades.  Nothing was left now except half of a convenience store, its plastic sign melted into a lump of green and white.

That wasn’t going to get them any food.  And the tiny gathering of people they found on the outskirts of town didn’t look like the sort that had much to give them, even if Nikol had anything she was willing to trade. Continue reading →

Mer-May

May3

Warning: Pinterest

In honor of Pinterest getting sub-boards (YAY!) and Mer-May and… things… I offer this prompt call.

Either:

Check out my Addergoole Changes Pinterest board and/or the Mermaids sub-board (I’m still moving stuff…)

or my Tumblr tags Addergoole Change and/or Addergoole Changes

(or just do some google image searching)

Pick an image, and prompt me with it.

Text along with the image is welcome (“what is he plotting?” “Why is she there?” “This should be in Things Unspoken…”)

No promises I’ll get to them all, but I’ll try to do at least a few a week all May.

(Aquatic creatures are clearly the preference but not required)